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Who has chosen the way of truth — whose hfe, pre- 
cepts and works proclaim it — whose unselfishness 
and zeal have made possible our daily concord with 
the culture and art of the ages — whose ideals have 
elevated our own, — whose vast scope of learning 
and whose golden oratory have instilled in us pro- 
found respect — who, our founder and president, 
guides us to all that is fine, enduring and Chriftian, 
— to such a one, worthy of far nobler and loftier 
works, we, the Class of 1933, with respect and af- 
fection, dedicate this, our class book. 


VLiit Mo&t J^eberenb Cljomas jfWarp (B'lLtarv, M3B. 



Hark now! 

The slender fingers pluck the lyre 

And soft begins our song; no fire 

Of symphony is ours, no serenade, 

No wail of rhapsody; our song is made 

Of muted notes that echo in the heart 

As down the aisle of Ye^erday we ^art, 

A simple melody, that lilts and sings, 

When Mem'ry breathes a sigh upon the brings. 









Frintiiig by 


Elu/ror'iufi and Art Work by 




With the laurels within reach of our fingertips, we 
pause to acknowledge, with deep gratitude, our debt to 
the faculty. Through the medium of the classroom they 
have taught us lessons, aye, valuable lessons from 
books — Through their lives they have taught us the 
deeper lessons of culture, altruism, faith and loyalty, 
which have made us ready to meet the world. 

We realize that adlions have more potent voices 
than words, and so we leave with a prayer on our 
lips that not one of the Class of '33 will ever fail to 
refled: credit, and even glory on those generous ones 
who have guided us to our goal. 

aaeb. Patrick JT. ©oplc, ^M.M-, 3f.€.lL., ^t.B. 


iHIiss ^nna jtlargaret J^apcs 


To Our Alumnae: 

Swinging along the four-year highway, we pause with the goal 
in sight, to acknowledge with gratitude the pioneership of the 
Charter Class. Across each new field they cut a footpath, that we 
might follow swiftly — they set ajar each dark doorway, that 
we might enter fearlessly, they blazed each trail, that we might 
not be lost — they have been the lamp by which our faltering 
footsteps were guided. 

Unfortunately, they stepped from our kindly portals into the 
midst of an economic crisis, of which they have become a part. 
We regret this, for we are confident that, given an opportunity 
to prove themselves, they would have reflected immediate glory 
on our Alma Mater: Our earnest hope and prayer is that the 
wind of circumstance will soon blow favorably in their direction, 
for like all pioneers, they are worthy of the best. 

Esther C. Barnes 
X. Brookfield, Mass. 

ilARY E. Daltox 
Worcester, Mass. 

Katheri-ne M. Don'ai.d.sox Cecilia E. Larose 
Springfield, Mass. Holyoke, Alass. 

Helen A. Bexard 
Springfield, Mass. 

Katherixe M. Daly 
Holyoke, Mass. 

Catherixe M. Duxx Gertrude M. Morrisox 

Palmer, Mass. Great Barrington. Mass. 

Mildred M. Clarke 
Springfield, Mass. 

Clare A. Devixe 
Springfield, Mass. 

Mary G. Exright Mary V. Murphy 

Mittineague, Mass. Holyoke, Mass. 

Margaret Clifford 
Northampton, ^lass. 

Esther E. Devixe 
Chicopee Falls, Mass, 

Margaret M. Gerax Dorothy T. O'Briex 

Holyoke, Mass. Chicopee, Mass. 

Katherixe B. Cukrax 
Northampton. Mass. 


Springfield, Mass. 

Marie L. Gillis .Alice F. Schxetzer 

Holyoke, Mass. Springfield, Mass. 

Margaret M. Cusack 
W estfield, Mass. 

^Iargaret E. Dineen 
Springfield, Mass. 

M.\RY F. Greaxey Mary C. Shea 

Worcester, Mass. Holyoke. Mass. 


Senior Class Officers 

President: Dorothy K. Fleming 
I'ice-Prcsidcnt : Claire P. McLaughlin 
Secretary: INIary M. Barrett 
Treasurer: Mary M. McDoncugh 

Class Colors: Class Flower: 

Crimson and Silver Crimson Rose 

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HousATONic, Mass. 

"Her warm, broivn hair blozvn cloudy-ii'ise about. 
Slim as the flags, and every zvhit as fair — " 

Dorothy, "gift of God" — what utter truth! One's pen, weary with four years of toil, takes on 
new vigor at the very thought of writing about Dot. Blessed Dot — four years of living with 
her, working with her, playing with her, leave a glorious trail of pictures in our minds — Dot, 
curled up, lost in a book — Dot eagerly telling an adventure, all unaware of self — Dot, chin 
cupped in hand, thinking deep, deep tho'ts, with far-away eyes — Dot in class, giving easy, 
brilliant recitations — Dot at a prom, sweet and gay — Dot, good-naturedly taking a "ragging" — 
Dot, all "otherdom", and selflessness ! 

Young and refreshing, and yet always there, steady and dependable, when you need her — 
Your worries, big and small, smoothed out by Dot — your little dreams that the world would 
mock, safe with Dot! Completely unassuming, genuinely unaware of her own worth, 
our Dot is a unique person in an egotistical, selfish world ! Wherever 
she goes, whomever she mingles with, life will be a little 
better, simply for having known her. 

Secretary, Dramatic Club 2; Secretary, Sodality 3; Vice-President, Metaphys- 
ical Club 3 : Basketball captain 3, 4 ; Senior Play, lead ; Salutatorian ; Associate 
Editor of Ehnata; Catholic Action Club; Cercle Frangais; Spanish Club. 

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With a song in their hearts, with the waving of banners — crimson and silver — and the fanfare 
of drums, the steady march of the parade of '33 has swung onward toward its coveted goal. It 
has been a gay procession and has trod rough-shod over all obstacles. But there was one amontr 
us who sought to view this spectacle from the sidelines. You've guessed it — Alary Barrett is the 
young lady who loves to shun the limelight, but who couldn't hide her light under a bushel for 
long. One can picture her along the march giving a w-ord of encouragement to her fellow- 
marchers or causing a paroxysm of mirth by her Rogerish wit. 

Mary has held several important offices and, by her administrative finesse, has excited the 
admiration and gratitude of her classmates. One thing, however, which has caused her friends 
to become a bit impatient at times, though second thought excuses her for being natural — that is 
her leisurely gait. This trait or habit (as you will) is the very antithesis of that found in her 
associates. They are as "live-wire-ish" as she is casual Mary is the antidote for 1933 

However, the thoroughness that is ever akin to the leisurely pace is hers also. The "call of 
the books" has no terrors for her, nor will the call of any avocation in the future. Mary 
possesses all the essentials of an evenly balanced character and disposition which 
will make any task appear easy. She will never be an alarmist, but 
is certain to be a success in her career as an 
apostle of quiet thoroughness. 

Class Secretary 3, 4; Treasurer. Sodality 4; Spanish Club; Catholic Action 

Club; Basketball 3. 

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West Springfield, Mass. 

"Oh, grant me, heaven. 
More than enough for nature's ends. 
With something left to treat my friends." 

A COMPLETE description of Helen's character is not possible, for not one of us knows her 
thoroughly enough. That is no fault in her, nor any fault of ours. Almost every Senior has been 
impressed by some different quality, hut we all agree the combination is one '33 is lucky to 
count as one of her own. 

Helen keeps us posted as to what is what in the radio world, and her information is often 
valuable as well as amusing. But not all Helen's time outside the classroom is spent cuddled b\- a 
radio. She reaps an enviable harvest from the hours she assigns to study. We might almost say: 
")<n grand per cent pour vous!" 

Helen's ready laughter makes her always welcome. She is generous ; and her big-heartedness 
is not the kind which denotes a weak backbone. For an indignation meeting, of two or of 
twenty-five (oh yes, there has been many a tempest in our teapot) often draws moral support 
from Helen's staunch advocacy of what she believes right. 

Now, excluding shop-talk, Helen has delighted many an audience with stories of summer 
vacations at the Lake. We wish she would tell us about the week-ends spent, let us 
say, not ten miles from Springfield ! Well, anyway, we hope for the 
future, that Helen will accomplish as much and as merrily 
as she has these lour years. 

Cercle Frangais ; Catholic .Action Club; Music Chairman, Junior Prom: 
Metaphysical Club: Sodality: Senior I'lay. 

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".-/ merry heart doclh giwd like a medicine" 

Beware of day-dreaming after a week-end. or of twice mentioning your prom escort: beware 
of adhering too rigorously to college rules or of deviating too frequently from them, or on the 
followintj Tuesday you will find your name emblazoned across the "Senior Scandal Sheet"; 
wi»h the why, wherefore, and probable outcome (Kay's conclusion, of course), for Kay is the 
Walter \\ inchell of the "Elms". And what an imagination that girl has! 

Resides her keen powers of detection, there are several things about Kay which we will always 
remember — dreamy grey eyes — gorgeous raven locks — and, of course, that inimitable giggle 
so frequently heard in the "Dorm" and classroom. 

You may think that, after eight years in convent schools, Kay would not know her way around 
outside of cloistered walls — but, we assure you, she can play the part of a sophisticate when the 
occasion demands. We have no fears for her in the great outside world. She will 
always be a law-abiding citizen, but not too law-abiding. She will 
always be devoted to high ideals, but not too devoted to 
have a good time and to share it with others. 

Class Secretary 1; Cercle Franqais ; Secretary, Spanish Club 4; Basketball 4; 
Assistant Humorous Editor of llhnata; Catholic .Action 
Club ; Sodality : .Senior Play. 

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Chicopee, Mass. 

"O magic of a song! here Io7'eliitess 
May slce[< unhindered of life's mortal toll! 

Diminutive of stature, colossal of heart, an unobtrusive little person, with eager brown eyes 
and a faculty for popping up unexpectedly to fill the air with a lilting song, or to prove her 
point "incontcstahlcment" in a French debate — that is Rosalie. The span of four years spent 
wiih this auburn-haired comrade is all too brief — yet sufficiently long to prove that she is worth 
her weight in gold. Whoever turned to her in need and came away unsatisfied ? Whether you 
needed mercurochrome, or aid with a bit of French, or a neat patch for your uniform. Rosalie 
was there. And Rosalie is "wielder of the deftest needle ever known to a jagged tear". Good- 
hearted, just a little hit gullible, and gifted with that property that makes you glad to have her 
around, Rosalie has won our hearts. We admire her, we tease her. we laugh witii her — and 
in our modern diction, we call her "cute" ! We need not wish her success and 
happiness, these will be hers inevitably — we only wish that nothing 
in life may change her from the steady, lovable 
Rosalie whom we know. 

Class Secretary 2; Class Historian; Secretary, Cercle Franqais 3; President. 
Cercle Franqais 4; Librarian, Glee Club 4; Chairman Decorations. Senior 
Prom; Debating Club; Catholic .Action Club; Sodality; Senior Play. 

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Springfield, Mass. 

"She is pretty to zvnlk with, and initly to talk with 
And pleasant to think on, too." 

Perhaps some of you will contradict me when I describe Helen as unusual — but stop and think! 

Isn't it unusual to find red hair accompanied by such a truly wonderful disposition? 

Isn't it unusual to find a girl who possesses the rare gift of forgetting as well as forgiving? 

And isn't it unusual to meet a girl w'ho can look so sophisticated and yet be so charmingly 

And where, in all the world, will we find another girl who can walk along in a beret and polo 
coat as regally as a queen in a crown and ermine wrap ? 

Helen is rarely, if ever, out of humor .... in fact, a few moments spent in her company have 
often cured many a one of us of a bad case of the blues. For this reason, she is popular with all 
and her presence is an asset to any gathering. To those who have known her but casually, 
she has brought the desire to know her better .... to those privileged with her intimacy, 
she has been a real pal. Loyal and generous in her friendships, equipped with 
the double attributes of an attractive appearance and personality, 
Helen has merited our unanimous wish for luck 
and happiness in the future. 

Humorous Editor of Eliiiata; Catholic Action Club; Dramatic Club; 
Cercle Frangais : Sodality. 

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One of the lovable things about her is that she is so jolly human. Full of sweet dreams — always 
an inner glow of delight — simple-hearted innocence — an amount of Irish wit and a full share 
of blarney — go to make up this colleen, who danced her way into our hearts four years ago. 
Call her Margaret ? Indeed ! When once we saw that glint of blue through a mist of tears — we 
called her Peg, and Peg has been her prsenomen ever since. That rare combination of good 
looks, personality, sunny disposition, and intellectual prowess, has prompted her classmates and 
friends to proclaim her the "Hallmark of quality". She has given of herself and of her time 
unstintingly. Many an "Elms" girl can vouch for her ready willingness and her unselfishness — 
aye, full many a one owes her crowding glory to Peg's clever manoeuvres. This gay bit of 
femininity trips along "life's highway", 'mid laughter and tears and with the guilelessness of 
a three years' child, spreading happiness on her way. To have known Peg is to have added to 
your store of sunshine. To have had her friendship is to have had that stanch loyalty 
"of one who walks your path and thinks the thoughts you think". May 
the world prize her as '33 does, for to '33 she will be 
"Peg o' My Heart" to the end. 

\'ice-President, Class 2; Chairman of Music, Senior Prom; Senior Play; 
Oratorical Contest 4; Chairman of Ring Committee; Sodality; Catholic Action 
Club ; Treasurer. Dramatic Club. 

« 25 » 

Greenfield, Mass. 

"Blue were her eyes as the fairy flax. 
Her cheeks like the dawn of day — " 

Tex or twenty years from now, say "Mary Coughlin" to one of the Class of '33 — and watch for 
the reminiscent grin. For thus has Alay made her impression on us — as a May that laughs at 
life, taking it with a grain of salt and sprinkling it with more than a grain of her imperturbable 
good humor. May is essentially modern — an easy composite of idealism and practicality, the 
latter manifested in a veneer of mundane indifference, the former in a penchant for poetry 
and music. 

She loves to browse among books, or to putter in the Chemistry Lab. (especially when it 
means curtailing an experiment), but when it's a question of Chemistry problems, or of "tooting" 
away on her clarinet. May plunges in with a vim and vigor well worthy of 
reward. May has made many a bright turning along the highway 
of '33 and, with one voice, we join in wishing 
her luck and happiness. 

Orchestra 1, 2, 3, 4; Sodality; Cercle Frangais ; .Athletic Association; Catholic 
Action Club; Dramatic Club. 

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The beautiful hills in the heart of which Lanesboro nestles, have imbued Jean with a love of 
the great outdoors. Her ideal afternoon is one spent hiking thro' the woods with head tossed 
back, drinking in the wonders of Nature, and when the dusk of evening has gathered, her end 
of a perfect day is to eat supper by a cheerful campfire. She is an ardent devotee of sports, a 
fact which explains her partiality for sport models in clothes. The lure of distant lands fascinates 
her and she has travelled many a "royal road of romance" with Richard Halliburton. 

Her tastes are wide and varied, ranging from poetry to a hobby for fragile willow ware. She 
has a penchant for the dramatic and her histrionic ability is famed within our halls. A courage 
and perseverance that reflect the rugged strength of her native hills render hard work a matter 
of trivial import for Jean. She enters into fun so wholeheartedly that the ring of her laughter 
is contagious. Though she is alert and keenly interested, at times a masque of indifference and 
sangfroid conceals a sensitive streak. 

As she is a voracious reader, 'tis whispered the career of a librarian might call her when 
college days are ended. To whatever undertaking she turns her attention, that 
self-same tenacity and persistence which have crowned her college 
work with success will lead her to victory's goal in the 
great world Ijeyond our college walls. 

Associate Editor of Elmata; President, Debating Club; Oratorical Contest 2, 4; 
Elm Tree Oration; Senior Play, lead; Sodality; Catholic Action Club. 

« 27 

HoLYOKE, Mass. 

"Mistress of herself tho' China fall" 

In future years the name Santa Claus will never fail to remind us of Viola, who so often, and 
so capabl}', played that role for us through our college years. We behold in Viola a composite o'' 
efficient seriousness and mirth-provoking nonsensicalness, who has few peers in all the colleges 
of the land. Viola's conduct is like a prism, ever changing, and yet ever enchantini;. No class, 
no study period, no leisure hours, have ever managed to he wearisome with Viola present. No 
last-minute plea for efficient service has ever found Viola unwilling. Our scrap-books are filled 
with the attractive programs and tickets that Viola produced for every occasion. She seems to 
have a penchant for ability in fields where most of us find ourselves helpless. For, who was it 
but Viola who used to advance in solitary grandeur Sophomore year to receive her math 
testimonial? Since happiness is the inalienable right of a giver of happiness, 
may Viola know all happiness. ]\Iay her reindeer never slow 
up and her sleigh never break down until the 
Eternal Santa says, "Well done". 

President of Glee Club 4; Sodality; Basketball 4; Spanish Club; Catholic 
Action Club; Senior Play. 

« 28 » 

Springfield, Mass. 

"With an eye made quiei by the poiver 
Of harmony and the deep [yocvers of joy — " 

It is the consensus of opinion that Grace is the typical example of an Elmite who can have "a 
wholesome outside interest" and keep a proper balance between heart and head. This "wholesome 
interest" has been the reason for her sallying forth Worcesterwards "a-prom-ing" and 
"a-football-ing". For all of that, she would appear calm and unruffled on Monday morning 
with class recitation par excellence. Grace has remained untouched by the transitory phenomena 
(jf four years. She never gets excited over the messes into which humanity gets. She smiles at 
the fancies and foibles and calmly treads the "even tenor of her way". 

Not only has Grace held an impregnable position, scholastically speaking, but her status is 
high in the field of dramatics and oral expression. She has procured the laurels for '33 on more 
than one occasion. Her quiet, unostentatious efforts went a long way to make the 
Junior prom and the Sodality Bridge-Tea a success. W'e are confident that 
Father Time is hacking out a niche for Grace in the Hall 

President of Dramatic Club 4 ; Oratorical Contest 2, 3 ; Class Orator : Assistant 
Business Manager of Ehnata; Treasurer, Dramatic Club 3; Glee Club; 
Catholic Action Club; Sodalitv. 

« 29 » 

''A Niagara flood of ivords- 

Tawxy head bent over a current magazine — a gasp — a swish of skirts — flying heels — a cyclonic 
entrance into class — a last-minute dashing-of¥ of a few lines of a theme — thus, reader, I introduce 
D. K. Fleming. Sparkling wit, dry humor and puns galore bespeak the keen intellect whose 
multiple activities appear paradoxical, not to say impossible. She should have been baptized 
"Procrastination" .... yet she always rises to the occasion so superbly as to be breathtaking. 
To so much fear and trepidation has this "Alerry Madcap" subjected her classmates (especially 
at two minutes of nine, Sundaj- nights), they marvel they have not sunk into premature old age 
without ever having known youth. Dot has a deep and abiding love for science — that is, of 
course, domestic science. Skillfully has she led us past the Scylla and Charybdis of Sophomore, 
Junior and Senior years with always undaunted faith and with the ever-ready jest. 
Each and every Senior raises high her cup and, in one voice, we proclaim 
to you a toast "that your measure of happiness will be 
pressed down, heaped up, and running over". 

Class President 2, 3, 4; Class Will; Basketball 3; Secretary, Metaphysical 
Clul) 3; Secretary, Catholic Action Club; Sodality. 

« 30 » 

Springfield, Mass. 

"Her look, when she a irry little smiles 
May not be spoken, nor in tlio't confined- 

WiTH a determination which is undaunted by circumstances, Hazel has proceeded through four 
years of college. W ith unswerving tenacity of purpose, she has mastered the maze of the French 
course under which stronger girls (physically speaking) have quaked. 

A store of energy which is a driving force has kept her well up in the scholastic limelight. 
This same energy gained for her the position of business manager of the Elmata — from all 
reports business men are now deploring that fact. It suffices to say — Hazel gets the ads. 

Dramatics and oral expression have claimed lier attention and again her feats have chalked 
up more glor\' for '33. We expect to hear of Hazel teaching French verbs 
to artless }outh and it would be superfluous to say "Good 
Luck", because her many qualities lead 
directly to success. 

Business Manager of Elmata: Sodality: Senior Pla\' ; Dramatic Club; Cercle 
Frangais ; Catholic Action Club ; Vice-President, Debating Club 4. 

« 31 » 

"// is tranquil l^coplc zvho accoiuplisli much — " 

Fortunate are we in having such a one as Margaret among us. For she is of that rare class 
of people who make themselves felt more by what they are and what they do, than by what they 
say. Never does Margaret clamor for attention, never does she lift her voice in garrulous 
protest and yet we are all aware of her presence, and immensely glad of it. She is the essence 
of generosity and gives of herself, her time and her possessions so graciously as to make one 
feel that one is doing her a favor in accepting. 

Her personality is reflected in her low, well-bred voice, and in her clothes, no less enviable 
by quantity than l)y quality, for they are always marked by that simplicity which spells goo;l 

W'e know not what she plans for the future — rumor has it thai she will pursue knowledge 
still further. \\ hatever she does, we know that she will meet life serenely and 
will keep her head high above the scholastic whirlpools which 
submerge many. The twin wishes, happiness and 
success, are our adieu to Margaret. 

Chairman of Patrons, Junior Prom; Sodality: Catholic Action Club; Cercle 
Franqais; Dramatic Club. 

« 32 » 

"A laugh is just like sunshine. 
It freshens all the day — " 

Alice is the dark-haired, dark-eyed proof that small people are not to be passed by as belonging 
to a negligible minority. This slim little slip of a girl has a lively, dominating personality that 
has captured the admiration of all. and has made her the nucleus of a staunch coterie of friends. 

Like her namesake in Wonderland, Alice trips through life, gay and confident, delightedly 
finding something new and enchanting in every nook and cranny. She has a flair for expressing 
herself wittily, a knack of dressing becomingly, and a way of making herself welcome wherever 
she chances to be. 

Alice is a jolly little person, and we hope the future smiles kindly on her, and will bring 
her all of the nice things in life. We presume that, "mutatis mutandis'' , 
Newman's definition of a gentleman, applies also to ladies. If so, 
Alice will be its perfect embodiment to the end of her days. 

Senior Play; Spanish Club: Sodality; Catholic Action Club. 

« 33 » 

".Iiid grasps the skirts of happy chance 
And breasts the bloivs of circumstance." 

The class enthusiast! Here is a girl whom apathy has never touched. No matter what the 
question in debate, Gertrude soon declares herself. The noteworthy characters are those who 
firmly decide their position and t)ravely maintain it: and this girl has indeed the courage of 
her convictions! Years from now, our mental representation of Gert will be just as vivid and 
clear-cut as it is todaj-. 

Gertrude's sparkling gift for enthusiasm is evidenced in her extra-curricular activities also. 
Some girls do not care for cards; others do. immensely. If a liking for them could possibly be 
made contagious, Gert would have twenty-four more very ardent bridge-players in our class. 
However, do not get the impression that Gertrude's home will ever be neglected for any all-day 
card partj'. There will be no need for delicatessen meals, as cooking-classes have absorbed quite 
a bit of Gert's time in Senior year. Practice makes perfect, and we all know that one's first 
biscuits may be a trifle heavy ; and if one cake has no salt, the next one may have a double share I 
Whether playing tennis or rooting from a sideline, dancing the latest step, or playing the 
latest popular number, Gert throws herself into it with a wholeheartedness that 
exhilarates us all. May she ever keep this Peter Pan quality of vital 
eagerness ! Should she develop normally, Peter Pan 
may well look to his laurels. 

Sodality ; General Chairman, Junior Prom ; Chairman, Refreshments, Senior 
Prom ; Secretary-Treasurer, Glee Club 2, 3 ; Catholic Action Club ; Basketball 3. 

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small proportions, ivc just beauties find — " 

To think of her is to call to mind the words of an ancient Greek sage that : "Philosophers differ 
from other men in this — that if there were no laws they would still live as they do". Diminutive — 
and so we dulibed her Shorty — ^but none the less determined, she walks with an econoiny of 
motion that spells resolute purpose from head to toe. A deep thinker, once her mind is made up 
she is unswerving. 

Grave is the woof and gay is the warp that the shuttle of life weaves into her make-up. Eyes 
that reflect the implicit abiding faith of childhood are now deeply gray with wisdom, now 
roguishly a-twinkle with mischief. Humor lurks for her in the littlest things and a serious mien 
is quickly banished by the most contagious of chuckles. The silver shaft of her laughter has 
cleft the clouds of many a dull hour and her rare snatches of wistful song have shattered the 
monotony of many a tedious task. 

Scorning affectation, her tastes are marked by simplicity and a modesty beneath which she tucks 
away all accomplishments except that picjuant prettiness and gladsome personality which nothing 
can hide. When today drifts all too soon into the tomorrow that takes her from us, 
she will meet the world with philosophical calm and that captivating 
charm that won our hearts as she goes her own way. May 
it be — we know it will be — the way of happiness. 

Treasurer, Sodality 3 : Treasurer, Athletic Association 3 ; Senior Play ; 
Basketball 3, 4; Secretary, French Club 2; Catholic Action Club. 

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PiTTSFiELD, Mass. 


" 'Tis not i)i mortals to command success; 
But she does more, slie deserves it." 

Please forgive a trite phrase which, in describing Eleanor, comes so near the truth we must 
use it: "The nicest things come in small packages.'' The unassuming manner which seems, to 
strangers, to characterize Eleanor, her friends know to be only a lovely binding for a personality 
as worth while and bewitching as it is sparklingly variable. Her gift for mimicry contril)utes as 
much fun and hilarit>- to a group of girls as her unusual intellect gives pleasure to our worthy 
faculty, to whom a brilliant student is a joy forever. We may glimpse how many sided has been 
the prism of her college life. For four years she has earned scholarship prizes (if she could, 
Eleanor would eagerly erase this fact from everyone's consciousness). Her tennis is a game 
of skill. Competent is the word to use in telling how she presided for the Junior Metaphysical 
Club and the Senior Social-action Forum. Despair was the only emotion left an opposing 
guard when Eleanor played basketball ! Grit worthy of an ancient Spartan assures us life 
must surrender success and happiness to her. In coming years, when some disappointment 
may seem to hold us back, new courage will come from an unfading picture on 
memory's wall, of loyal Eleanor rushing to class, body bent 
forward, hands clutching a notebook, calling to her 
lagging companion : "Hurry on !" 

Sodality ; \'aledictorian ; President, Spanish Club 4 ; President, Catholic Action 
Club ; Debating Club : Basketball 3 ; Secretary, Athletic Association 3 ; 
Elocution Contest 3, 4; President, Metaphysical Club; Senior Play. 

« 36 » 

"In her d-wells all that's good. 
And all that's fair" 

Multifarious are the moods of Mary. At home in sport togs, beret at a jaunty angle a-top 
tawny locks shot thro' with gold, gayly bemittened fists plunged deep in jacket pockets, she 
grins broadly, boyishly. Equally at home when baffled by some knotty problem — not necessarily 
mathematical — she scowls darkly as her keen intellect disentangles it. Laughing, teasing, a 
fellow-seeker of fun and frolic, or consoling, encouraging, a fellow-sharer of grief and 
disappointment, she embodies the real meaning of camaraderie, of friendship. To the mailman 
by these marks is she known — "specials", laden laundry cases, bulky packages from home — and 
how much more to us who whiled away many a pleasant and plentiful hour upon their advent. 

Brilliant, talented, versatile, she is by nature modest and shy. A gifted conversationalist, her 
repartee sparkles with the fire of genuine Irish wit. She has a rare witchery with words and 
deftly, with delicate skill, does the shuttle of her imagination weave them into the sheer fabric 
of verse. She lives in the realm of literature but the Muse of Poetry is her sovereign. 

Ambition, courage, ideals, faith — all these she possesses, and more. The days gone by are our 
harbinger of the days to come and so, upon the threshold of the future, we bid you 
farewell with the prescience that the steady hands of old upon the 
rudder of the Ship of Life will steer a straight, true 
course into the harbor of your hopes. 

\'ice-President, Class 1; Oratorical Contest 2: Senior Play: Editor-in- 
Chief, Elinata: Debating Club; Sodality; Dramatic Club; Cercle Frangais ; 

Basketball 3, 4. 

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Leominster, Mass. 

"Her heart has room for gladness, 
None for joyless things and dull." 

To dark hair brushed smoothly back, add slender, trim, reserved and the answer is that shibboleth 
of modern youth — sophistication. That was our first impression of Margie upon her advent 
from Trinity in Sophomore year, until her blush, so delightfully old-fashioned in contrast, played 
her traitor. She soon proved herself the essence of courtesy, and her gracious manner and quaint 
accent charmed us immediately. 

Margie's personality is a whimsical one. She is a "devourer of books." In study hour we chance 
upon her curled up, Turkish fashion, completely lost in a story, which is not always class matter 
for the next day. Or, seized by a sudden impulse, she dashes about with lithe stride, alive with 
enthusiasm, brushing aside all obstacles. A drive with her at the wheel is certain to prove quite 
thrilling, though never fatal. A pensive mood steals upon her at times, and she moves in a 
far-away land, beyond our reach. She flings herself with vigor into disagreeable tasks such as 
cleaning her room, and even studying — (for Chemistry alone intrigues her) — the sooner to 
get them out of the way. 

Intense loyalty is the keynote of her character, so generous, so true, and often results in a 
decisive utterance of her opinion. She would make an enemy for a friend — only 
no one would be her enemy. Wherever the path of the future 
may lead Margie, dullness and monotony will 
never cast their shadows over it. 

Sodality : Basketball 3, 4 ; Catholic Action Club ; Dramatic Club. 

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Springfield, Mass. 

'True as the needle to the Pole 
Or as the dial to the sun." 

"On whom do you think we can depend?" Put tliis question to a member of the facult\- or the 
student body, the answer may well be, and often is: "Mary McDonough". F"or. were we obliged 
to give Mary's dominant virtue in one word, that word would be : "Dependability". 

A girl who has deservedly retained the office of class treasurer for four years, and who is 
responsible, to a large degree, for the varied activities of the Blessed Virgin Sodality during 
her busy Senior year at the "Elms," is indeed a proud possession of '33 ! Mary makes friends 
easily. Better still, she keeps them all. Everyone's grievances, troubles, joys, find sympathetic 
solution in this ever-ready counsellor. Our wish for her success, on whatever career 
she chooses to embark, is certain to be realized, for Mary's tact, loyally, 
efficiency will prove an "Open Sesame" to success in any avoca- 
tion to which she gives her enthusiastic endeavors. 

Class Treasurer 1, 2, 3, 4; Sodality Prefect 4; Sodality Vice-Prefect 3; Senior 
Play ; Catholic .\ction Club. 

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''Claire Pat'' 

"Hail to thee, blithe spirit!" 

SoMt: intangible quality has touched Claire — we don't know what it is, but we like it ! See her 
striding along, red-head flung defiantly back, and looking like the last word from Patou, even 
in our personality-less uniforms ! Impetuous, this Claire Pat — no emotion but sweeps through her 
with hurricane force — no beckoning adventure but finds her ready ! 

She combines in herself so much that we all would like to be — insouciant modernism — inborn 
culture — unrivalled hospitality — an alert mind — and indomitable will power ! And, as a special 
favor from the gods, the gifted fingers that have, with swift, true strokes, brought forth the 
evidences of artistry throughout this, our class book. 

No matter what the occasion : sports, informal afternoon, or formal evening, we can always 
be sure that Claire Pat's clothes, and the way she wears them, will draw forth envious sighs 
from us all. 

There's something fine, straightforward and frank about her that makes for implicit trust. 
Brave in the face of adversity and loss, gay and irrepressible most all the time, Claire 
Pat has been, and will always be, the "blithe spirit" of '33. Why wish 
her success? She'll go striding by while we plug along — we 
simply say, "Cheerio, Claire Pat !" 

Vice-President of Class 3, 4; General Chairman of Senior Prom; Art Editor 
of Elinata; Catholic Action Club; Athletic Association ; Sodality. 

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"In arguing, too, the lady oxmed her skill 

For even tho' vanquished, she could argue still — " 

Just a touch of Erin — snub-nosed, touseled curls and a bit of an Irish accent — -thus Eileen came 
to us as a Freshman. Blue-eyed and irrepressible, she bounced into our midst without a care in 
the world until the intricacies of the curriculum put a staying hand on her. Then she became a 
genuine student and attacked her books with a zeal and pugnacity, nurtured in Emerald earth. 
In Philosophy, Eileen is a Sophist, challenging everything and arguing heatedly on both sides 
of her own objections — in French, she is the Notre Dame line, dogged and persistent — in all 
things she is earnest, with a depth of earnestness rare and admirable in this era of superficiality 
and bluf?. This earnestness is the bedrock of that wholehearted and loyal nature 
which has made Eileen a valuable asset to the Class of '33. 
She will make success for herself, and we wish her 
great quantities of happiness. 

Sodality; Catholic Action Club; Cercle Frangais ; Basketball 4. 

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West Springfield, Mass. 

"A face ivith ijladiicss ovcrsprcad- 

Ax alert footstep sounds in the corridor. A cheery smile precedes her. Enter Gert — tall and 
slender, with chestnut-brown hair escaping in tendrils to frame her smooth, placid brow. Two 
Irish blue eyes sometimes accentuate the serenity of her face, sometimes offset it by the dancing 
lights that lurk in their depths. Never idle, but always intent upon going somewhere or doing 
something, she seldom appears ruffled and is never in too much of a hurry to lend an eager, 
helping hand. Her friendship is lasting and loyal. 

Adept with crayon and pencil, she draws and prints with a swift, facile stroke. She is quite 
at ease in the laboratory, be it Biology or Chemistry, and the lore of Nature holds no secrets 
which she is not keenly desirous of exploring. She conducts her experiments with characteristic 
neatness and efficiency. She is a conscientious student whom not even the intricacies of 
mathematics dismay, yet who finds leisure for other interests. 

Time speeds us relentlessly and all too quickly toward the day of parting from that frank 
face and affable nature, full of good cheer and kindness. That the same brisk, lightsome 
footstep may resound down the hallways of a bright future as, with 
winning smile and willing heart, you go forth to meet the very 
best life has to offer, is our farewell wish to you. 

Picture Chairman; Catholic Action Club; Sodality; Dramatic Club. 

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"And all that's best of dark and bright 
Meet in her aspect and her eyes — " 

Someone chuckles in the stiUness of the classroom — a roar of laughter ijoes up from the Senior 
tahle — and 3-ou know, without turning your head, that Ruth is there. For Ruth puns as easily 
as we breathe, and Ruth twists a sober, church-going phrase into a truant quip with the dexterity 
of a Houdini. This same Ruth who dissolves us in laughter with her witty sallies, leaves us 
breathless with admiration of her poise, of her orderly mind, reflected in her well-groomed 
self, and of her enviable portion of pulchritude. 

Further, she is one of those delightful souls who, behind a smokescreen of sans souci and 
raillery, hide a heart big enough to encompass the world, an unbounded generosity, an 
unfathomable depth of sympathy, and an unfailing willingness to do her bit, and more than her bit. 
The world has need of people like Ruth, ready and capable people ; we are confident 
that she will take her place there with her accustomed ease, and will 
make us proud of having known her and of having called 
her "friend". Here's luck to you, Ruth! 

Class President 1 ; Chairman, Tickets, Junior Prom; Basketball 3, 4; Assistant 
Business Manager of Elniata; Catholic Action Club; Sodality; 
Dramatic Club; Senior Play. 

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In spite of the fact that Margaret Downey played truant and went to 
St. Ehzabeth's, no Freshman reminiscence is ever complete without a 
frequent mention of "Mag". 

Thirty-three proudly rears her head as the first "Elms" College class to 
contribute to the sisterhood. The present Sister Esther Marie was formerly 
our own Marv O'Mallev! 

Gertrude Sullivan deserted us for New Rochelle, but we still remember 
with delight the amount of spirit under that quiet exterior. 

Dark-eyed Mary Carmody drifted from us after two years — although 
she is as near as Springfield, we miss the daily stimulus of her good humoi'. 

We knew Mary Leyden's stay was to be limited, but even now we 
begrudge Pratt the acquisition of her lovely self and her inimitable 

When Anna Murphy left^us to take up music in earnest, we missed her 
agile fingers that made the ivories eloquent. 

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The Class of '33 

Rosalie M. Carroll 

IT happened like this: We just couldn't decide how we would write up our Class History. 
Then someone sugfiested that we write it in story form — sort of an autobiography, as it were. 
Well! why not? We had all the requisites — we surely had enough characters and certainly 
plenty of incidents to make an interesting plot. And so we began. 

\\'e decided upon a realistic title for our book: "The Class of '33". Considering the structure, 
we agreed that the book should be divided into four parts, one for each year of our college 
course. At this point, we sent out an S.O.S. for all available material in connection with our 
class activities, etc. Diaries, memoranda and scrapbooks contributed their share of the desired 
information. We worked upon this project for some time and it was not long before we were 
rewarded with the finished product. 


In the beginning of Part I, entitled "Initiation", we are plunged right into the story. A group 
of girls are making out registration cards. It is here that we form our first impression of these 
jolly young girls who are about to begin their college career. 

The next two chapters are given over to incidents relating to "getting acclimated and 
acquainted". In the third chapter the results of the first class meeting are given. The officers 
elected were: Ruth Walsh, President; Mary Alahar, Vice-President: Kathryn Brophy, Secretary, 
and Mary McDonough, Treasurer. 

Then we have a little episode — a story in itself — in the form of the Freshman Party given to 
us, October 9, by our Sister Class. Here we made our social debut. We were told how welcome 
we were and assured that we had successfully passed the first test of initiation. The spirit of 
loyalty and joy that was predominant among us is evident in the words of our Freshman 
Ciass-Song, written by our class poet, Mary Mahar, and sung by us at the party : 

"Oh, zvc're the Frosh at O.L.E. 

' C omfiren-ea-vons' ? 
Just starting in at O.L.E. 

'Com[<rcncz-voiis' ? 
We're here for fun 
We're here for zwrk 
We'll do our best 
And we won't shirk 
The Freshman Class at O.L.E." 

Part of the work that we promised we would not shirk confronted us now in preparing for 
our first mid-semester exams. Now imagination is all right at times, but we certainly used a 
little too much of it this particular time. There was no end to the terrifying possibilities we 
associated with the thought of exams. Luckily the realities did not fulfill our expectations ! The 
exams came and went and we still survived, although that was about all we could say for 
ourselves at the time. 

As soon as we returned from our first Thanksgiving vacation we began rehearsing for the 
Christmas play: "A Mystery Play in Honor of the Nativity of Our Lord", by Robert Hugh 
Benson. The play was a tremendous success and furnished us with just the right kind of 
Christmas spirit to take with us on our first Christmas vacation. 

Before we knew it, we were preparing for mid-year exams. We were especially industrious 
now. Why ? Well, this is rather confidential, but the marks go home at mid-years, so we are 
told — not casting any reflections, of course. Miracles of miracles! What a pleasant surprise 
was in store for us the second day of exams ! Dr. Paulding was here in the afternoon and 
presented "Hamlet". Words could not possibly express our appreciation. It was just what we 
needed to inspire in us a new zeal to do the best possible. We started by challenging the rest 
of those exams. We'd win, if we had anything to say about it — and we did win ! 

The last week in January, we were initiated into our first spiritual retreat. It was a lovely 
retreat ! Now, for the first time, we withdrew from our regular routine and devoted our time 
and attention to our spiritual welfare. During meditations. Father Reed, S.J., imparted many 

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truths and principles which we afterwards apph'ed to ourselves and so saw just how we stood on 
certain matters. 

And then the second semester began, .\bout this time, we were initiated into the various clubs. 
Later on in the year, when the officers of the clubs were chosen, members of our class were 
elected to many positions of trust. 

Exams were here again! Exams — why do they have them anyway? Just to show us how 
little we know, it would seem. But we 'most forgot. We were to go home soon for Easter vacation. 
What was better still, we were looking forward to the Elms Ball. 

On May 15 we were received into the Sodality at a very solemn ceremony held in the Chapel. 

The next few pages don't contain very exciting information — just bare facts for the most 
partr We were no sooner back from vacation than we began to think of leaving for the summer 
vacation. Nothing between us and rest but the finals ! 

Well ! they were over and we were on our way home for our first summer vacation. Our 
"initiation" was finished. 


In the fall we returned as Sophomores, fully determined to carry on the good work we had 
begun. Philosophy was the added feature in our curriculum. Ah ! the plot thickens, as it were. 
It wasn't long before we were arguing in "syllogistic form". 

On September 25, we had our first class meeting. The officers elected were : Dorothy Fleming, 
President; Margaret Collins, Vice-President; Rosalie Carroll. Secretary, and Mary McDonough. 
Treasurer. On October 29, we displayed our initiative in the form of a party for the Freshmen. 
Everything turned out just as we had hoped and the party was a gala event. 

After mid-year's, we began our annual retreat with Father Alattimore, S.J., as our spiritual 
director. It was a very nice retreat and we all profited greatly by it. 

We were all delighted when we heard that Dr. Paulding was coming to present "The Rivals". 
The presentation was his usual success and was immensely enjoyed by all. 

When we came back from our Easter vacation we moved into the "new building". We were 
all excited about it, and why shouldn't we be? It was just perfect and inspired in us a desire 
to accomplish great deeds for our Alma Mater. 

On May 27 we had our first Oratorical Contest in the -\uditorium of the Administration 
Building. Members of our class who took part in the contest were Grace Flanagan, Mary Mahar. 
Hazel Ford, and Jean Cullen. Grace Flanagan was awarded second prize. 

Then we began to prepare for our first "oral"' in philosophy. It would he utterly impossible 
to describe how we felt as we went in to take the "oral". After we came out, we decided that it 
really wasn't so bad after all — no, not until the next time ! 

The night before we left for home for the summer vacation, "Le Cercle Francais" presented 
"Fabiola", by Cardinal Wiseman. Members of our class were among those who took the 
leading roles. 

On June 4, the formal closing day of the College, the marks were read and testimonials were 
given to those excelling in scholarship. A list of those who took part in the monthly assemblies 
during the year was read. Every member of our class participated in at least one of these 
assemblies. And thus ends the first half of our Class History. 


Turning over a few pages, we come to Part III, our Junior year. Our first thought was — 
just one more year! and as an afterthought — yes, after this one! At our first class meeting. 
Dorothy Fleming was chosen President; Claire McLaughlin, Vice-President; Mary Barrett, 
Secretary, and Mary McDonough, Treasurer. 

Our retreat came earlier this year. It was given to us by Father Williams, S.J. We were 
especially impressed by the lofty ideals and standards set forth during the meditations. 

On November 19, we had our first real social function of the year — "Elms Night". The 
Freshmen were our honored guests. It was decidedly one of the most pleasant memories of 
our four years. 

Dr. Paulding came to give his annual presentation. This time it was "Richelieu", by 
Bulwer-Lytton. It was a performance we shall never forget. 

The next most important event was the Christmas Party, an annual affair at the College. The 
first part of the program took place in the rotunda of the College building. A very lovely musical 
program was presented by the Glee Club and the College Orchestra. Following this, a banquet 
was held in O'Leary Hall. 

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At our next class meeting, we chose our Junior Prom Committee. Gertrude Hallein was 
elected general chairman: Dorothy Fleming, ex-officio; Ruth Walsh, chairman of the Publicity 
and ticket committee: Mary Mahar. Prouram: Margaret Gallivan. Patron; Helen Begley, 
Music, and Grace Flanagan, Supper. 

At last, our very o\vn Junior Prom I Oh, > es. the weather was stormy, but we were too excited 
to think about that — in fact, when we combined Ernie Andrews" music, a good partner, and a 
generous display of crimson and silver, we forgot that we had ever even heard of weather ! There 
were Proms before, and Proms after, but we"ll always have the warmest spot in our hearts 
for our own Prom. 

During Commencement week, we entertained the Graduating Class at Claire McLaughlin's 
cottage at Babbs Beach. It was just the kind of a party we will always want to rememtier. A 
few days later, members of our class took part in a concert which was given by the Glee Club 
and the College Orchestra over in the Casino. 


.\nd now we turn to the part entitled "Realization". \\'e were actually Seniors ! Each day 
we realized that we were just one day nearer our goal — Graduation. W e determined, however, 
to make our last year the best of all so that, in years to come, we might look back upon it as 
the rarest of all memories. 

At our first class meeting, we chose our officers for the all-important year. They were the 
very same as the year before: Dorothy Fleming. President : Claire McLaughlin. \'ice- President ; 
Mar>- Barrett. Secretary, and Mary ^IcDonough. Treasurer. 

Early in October. Father Stinson. S.J.. came to give the annual retreat. Realizing it was our 
last retreat together, as a class, we determined to make it the best possible. 

"Elms Xight" this year was the best yet. The success of the party was due to the splendid 
work of the various committees under the leadership of our class president, Dorothy Fleming. 

One of the unique features of our social activity was in the form of a Silver Bridge, given 
October 15 in the College Gymnasium. Mary McDonough. prefect of the Sodality, was general 
chairman of the party. 

In the latter part of November, we elected the officers of the Social Action Forum. Eleanor 
Lambert was chosen President : Mary Barrett. \'ice-President. and Viola Daudelin. Secretary. 

Just before Christmas vacation, members of our class took part in a trvout for the year book, 
the Elmafa. Mary Mahar was chosen Editor-in-Chief, and Dorothy Fleming, Dorothy Adams, 
Jean Cullen, and Claire McLaughlin, assistant editors. At a class meeting, held a few days later. 
Hazel Ford was chosen Business Manager, and Grace Flanagan and Ruth W'alsh, assistants. 

On January 15, Cap and Gown Sunday, we became full-fledged Seniors. Now, for the first 
time, we wore our caps and gowns, symbolic of our approaching graduation. The entire College 
took part in the solemn and dignified procession, which started from the Gymnasium and 
assembled in the rotunda of the College Buildin.g to welcome His Excellency The Most Reverend 
Bishop O'Learj-. President of our College. Our class was especially honored when given the 
privilege of leading the procession which preceded His Excellency as he went through the 
building blessing each room. 

A Pre-Lenten Social, in the form of a Mother-Daughter party, was held February 18. under 
the direction of Jean Cullen. Chairman of the Social Committee of the Sodalit^^ It was our 
first experience with this particular type of a party. The result was most pleasing, and we hope 
that we have established a precedent worthy of becoming an annual affair at the College. 

A special meeting was called by our President to select a committee for our Senior Prom. 
Claire McLaughlin was chosen general chairman ; Dorothy Fleming, ex-officio ; Margaret 
Collins, chairman of the music committee ; Gertrude Hallein, refreshments ; Grace Flanagan, 
patrons and publicity : Eleanor Lambert, tickets, and Rosalie Carroll, decorations. 

About this same time, we decided upon Shakespeare's "Taming of the .Shrew" for our 
Oass plaj'. 

The book ends with a description of the final procession out of the Auditorium at the close 
of Commencement exercises. It was a moment we shall never forget. As we heard the first 
chord of the Orchestra and turned to leave the stage, we realized that we had reached our goal — 
we were graduated I W e were leaving the auditorium for the last time as members of the Class 
of '33. Our four years at College, with its many pleasant memories, passed before our minds. 
We thought especially of all those who had made this day possible for us — our parents, by their 
sacrifices: our Priests and Sisters, by their y^uidance; and our classmates, by their friendships 
Our appreciation was manifested in the promise we made at this moment : Xo matter what the 
future held for us. we would always be true to our .-Mma Mater. 

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Class Prophecy 

Kathryx E. Brophy 

IT was in the early 1940's when I finally passed 
the bar and had a pretty good business started in 
my home town. It had been a pretty drab ex- 
istence for a time, and then, as it in answer to my 
plea for excitement, a mysterious murder took place 
in an apartment house— all the facts of the case 
pointed toward New York for a solution. I was out 
to discover the murderer and. most important of 
all. to make a name for myself. 

One May morning I left en route for the great 
metropolis "and fame. I was driving along, thinking 
about my case and using all possible speed to get to 
my destination, when I heard a familiar roar, which 
told me that I had a blowout . . . ._I looked at a 
sign and saw : "Bridgeport — 1 mile". Well. I got 
into Bridgeport and. while they were looking over 
my car. I thought that I would take a walk up 
Main Street. As I was passing one of the theatres, 
1 noticed a young man pacing up and down before 
it. He looked very familiar to me and when I 
had gone farther down the street. I realized who 
it was and turned to go back to talk to him. when 
suddenly I perceived a young woman come hurrying 
up to him with a big grin, and they were gone into 
the theatre before I could get to them. Of course it 
was Dot Fleming, and apparently she hadn't 
changed a bit since "college days ". 

I stopped in Stamford for lunch and then con- 
tinued on my way. Arriving in New York, I estab- 
lished myself at the Hotel New Yorker and sent 
out for the papers. Upon receiving them, I turned 
to Walter \\ inchell's Column, one that had always 
been of great interest to me in college days. It was 
now Walter Winchell Junior's. Reading along. I 
found some very interesting news. "The greatest 
ovation of years was given last night at the iletro- 
politan Opera House to that youthful star. Prima 
Donna Carrolle" .... It was Rosalie .... But 
then. Roe always managed to remain in the Glee 
Club at school, so that was not so terribly sur- 
prising. Another item read : "Xew talent in dra- 
matic art was made famous last night when Jeanne 
Anne Culloii, leading lady in 'The Merchant of 
\'enice,' held her audience enthralled." Imagine it, 
Jean Cullen. another classmate of mine .... What 
a famous group the Class of '33 had turned out 
to be ... . Still another item read : "Miss Mona- 
han gave a supper dance last evening at the Ritz- 
Carlton to introduce her niece. Miss Mary Barrett, 
who is living with her now in her penthouse on 
the Drive. .Among the most distinguished guests 
was the Count Porforio. who, it is rumored, has 
been a suitor of Miss Barrett since her arrival 
here." Imagine it — our Mary to be a Countess 
.... That was thrilling, indeed .... 

Although I wanted to go and congratulate mv 

classmates, I knew that I must fix my attention 
on my case. 1 went about making niy various in- 
quiries and unwinding the threads of the murder, 
each new fact making the case more interesting. 
I stayed down there for a few days and then made 
preparations for my return trip. I decided to go 
back by a different route, in hopes that I might 
see a few more of my classmates. 

Passing through Scarsdale, I could only gaze 
in wonder and admiration. I was held up at the 
corner of Euclid Avenue and Clive Street by a 
red light signal and. looking at the home on the 
right — a gorgeous mansion in white stucco — I 
noticed that it was a doctor's residence. Then a 
tall and stately woman emerged from its portals. 
I noticed her gorgeous outfit and admired her 
appearance. Just as the light turned green, it 
dawned on me just who that woman was — yes, it 
was Claire McLaughlin .... I pulled over to the 
curb and. as she came toward me, I called her 
.... It was marvelous seeing Claire again and 
hearing all about her. She invited me in andr when 
we were settled in one of her splendid reception 
rooms, she told me her story. Claire had married 
a doctor and was very iiappy in her home in Scars- 
dale. Her twins were the darlingest little mites — 
.iust two years old — yes, of course their names were 
Rex and Regina .... She told me that she had 
received a letter from Helen Collins a few days 
ago and that Helen was successfully managing a 
Philharmonic Club in Boston. Evidently Helen's 
interests of college da\s hadn't changed. She also 
told me that Helen Begley was famed for her 
French lectures and was a strong advocate of 
phonetics. It didn't seem so long ago that we had 
been in French class learning phonetics and 1 
could easily recall Helen up at the board showing 
us what was what in iihonetics. Noticing a huge, 
leather-bound book on the table. I picked it up and 
read the title : "Fundamentals in Philosophy". The 
author was none other than Eileen Sullivan .... 
Eileen always did believe in getting to the bottom 
of all those philosophical arguments in class, so 
this outburst did not seem strange to me. 

Well, we sat gossiping for a while, until I de- 
cided that I must continue my journey and, 
reluctantly, I left Claire to the grandeur of her 
home .... 

Then I continued on my way. To cheer me up a 
bit. I turned on the radio in my car. I was just in 
time to hear the announcer say : "And now we shall 
hear Miss Gertrude Hallein tell how to become an 
expert in Auction Bridge." But at that point the 
static became too much for me. so I had to miss 
Gert's lecture. 

My next stop was in Danbury. I stayed with 

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some friends for that night, so we went to a show. 
The picture ended, the vaudeville acts began. The 
second act was one of adagio dancers — the couple 
were quite adept in the art, and we fixed our 
attention on their antics. The girl looked very 
familiar to me, but I did not recognize the man. 
.'\fter the show, we were standing outside the 
stage door when who should come along but the 
dancers of the evening. And the girl — sure enough 
was Alice Hallein. Imagine my surprise at seeing 
her in this little place .... Alice hadn't changed 
a bit since we were Seniors in College. 

The next morning I continued my journey 
through Torrington to Canaan and, being so near 
to Great Barrington. I decided to go up and visit 
with a few more of my classmates, if I could 
possibly^ locate them. Upon arriving at Mary 
Mahar's, I was greeted at the door by her mother. 
In answer to my query, she replied; "Mary? Why, 
Mary married a couple of years ago. She has an 
apartment in Hartford now, that is, she and her 
husband. Mary has become a famous poetess now 
and is always so busy that we very seldom see 
her." What a disappointment for me. And this 
was the girl who said that she would never leave 
home once she arrived there. Well, I thought, I'll 
go up to "Hous-a-what-sis" and see Dot Adams. 
I was halted right in the middle of Pancake Hill 
by a group of the darlingest little boys ranging 
from the ages of two to seven. .-Xs I quickly put 
on the brakes and stopped the car, one of them 
came over to me and said : '-'Hello". I asked tho 
little tot what his name was and he replied : "Bob". 
Then a young voice called from across the street : 
"You children come right into this house.'' Look-- 
ing over, I saw a tall, slim woman struggling to 
pin her hair up — all to no avail. This sight seemed 
familiar — of course — it was Dot Adams and, to 
all appearances, she had succeeded in fulfilling her 
aspirations. We talked for a while and she told 
me that Marge Maloney was prominent now, hav- 
ing proved her skill at horsemanship with another 
"Colonel". It seems that she had a remarkable 
system which accounted for her success. Someone 
from the sidelines would shout something that 
would cause her to blush profusely. The heat of 
the blush would cause the contesting horses to 
wither awa>' by degrees and thus Marge would ride 
in to victory. After visiting with Dot awhile, I 
hurried toward Hartford and arrived, weary but 
happy, just at ten o'clock. 

The trial was to be in the Supreme Court the 
next morning, so I wanted a good night's rest and, 
too, I had to go over to the chemist's early and 
get those prints. 

It took quite a time the next morning at the 
chemist's before I could see the chief worker, but 
when I finally succeeded, you can imagine my 
amazement in beholding none other than Mae 
Coughlin. Mae always was a wonder in work- 
ing out those experiments in Chemistry Lab., 

and now people recognized her as another Priest- 
ley ... 

I arrived in court just in time. "Order in the 
Court." The Judge was approaching. What? No. 
It couldn't be true. But I wasn't dreaming — sure 
enough, it was Shorty Hearn, looking so stern and 
cold. It would be hard for me to prove my case 
with Shorty looking on, but I did my best and 
went to my seat. The jury was apparently a hard- 
hearted collection, but I held my courage because 
I knew my case. Then the District Attorney took 
the floor — Can you guess who it was ? Exactly. 
It was Ruth Walsh. She gave her arguments with 
all the vehemence in her voice and actions that she 
could muster up, and then, having satisfied the 
court at large, she retreated to her seat. Now the 
jury filed out of the courtroom and we were kept 
in suspense for the usual period. 

It was over — they were coming in now, and then 
I heard the verdict, "Not Guilty." I had won my 
case .... I was overwhelmed with joy when, 
later on. Judge Hearn congratulated me. We, the 
Judge, the District Attorney and I, had a great 
confab that night in which I told them about the 
few classmates of ours whom I had met in my 
travels. Then, between the two of them, I learned 
that Margaret Gallivan was a social worker in 
Boston ; that Gert Walsh had married Bart and 
had a farm up in Vermont, while Grace Flanagan 
was assistant nurse to a Doctor Conway in Spring- 
field. I also learned that Eleanor Lambert was 
considered the greatest orator in New England. 
She had recently been acclaimed for her ability and 
fittingly awarded for it by the President of our 
United States. Eleanor, even in college days, had 
held her audience spellbound in Oral Expression 
Classes when she delivered those patriotic speeches. 
So — you see, that class did count for something 
after all ... . 

But the newsiest news of all was that Mary 
McDonough was now teaching in the Elms Col- 
lege as Sister Mary Matthew. That day happened 
to be her feast day, so I went to a florist shop to 
send some flowers. I did not notice the name of the 
shop, so you can well imagine my surprise when 
I beheld the woman coming toward me. It was 
Peg Collins. She and "Jawn" were running flower 
shops in Springfield and Hartford and they were 
living in Hartford at the present. Then I remem- 
bered — Peg had always loved Hartford, especially 
West Hartford, where their new home was built. 
Peg looked as darling as ever, and we talked for 
a while, but I wanted to get home again so I did 
not stay very long. It was Peg who told me that 
Hazel Ford was teaching in Chicopee High and 
that Viola had really gone to the Foreign Missions 
and was now laboring for the salvation of souls 
in North Borneo. 

"It's a small world after all," I murmured to my- 
self, as I stepped on the gas, anxious to get home 
and get rested. 

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WHt, ti)t Senior Class; of tfje College of (Bur TLai}^ of tte Clms, being of normal 
mind, keen memory, and imaginative understanding, do labor over and hope to publish 
the following, as and for our last Will and Testament, that is to say: 

IV e hereby revoke any rash statements heretofore made, and all our intercepted 

IVe direct that our Elm tree be faithfully tended, and an}' expenses incurred b}' our 
demise be not held against us twent}-f]ve years after said demise on June I2, 1933. 

IVe respectfully request the College Faculty to accept its nomination and appointment 
as executor of this, our last Will and Testament, and we direct that no bond be required 
b}' reason of such appointment. 

To the greater enhancement of the Administration Building, the Seniors leave 
their desks, bright and shining. 

To the entire student body, we announce the glad tidings that Paris still saj's black 
and white is always st3'lish. 

To the Juniors, the graduating class leaves all further need and opportunity for 
puzzling over or pursuing what is termed ''Senior Privilege". 

To the Sophomores, we leave needles and thread, bath crystals, and time in which 
to plan the welcoming of a new sister class. We also bequeath to them the dormitorj' 
they so loved to visit, whether we were present to extend the proper welcome or not. 

For the Freshmen, we have just the hope they'll think kindly of us when we are 
gone. We were only the Seniors; but some day you'll be old, too! 

The Seniors leave Viola's quart-size bottle of Blue ^Valtz to Claudia Fleming in 
fond memory of that other year. 

After abstaining from the weighing machines for two weeks, we can now afford 
to donate to Dodo Clement a strong flashlight. We hope it helps her to disco\ er three 
good listeners to replace those three Seniors she is losing. 

We grant Edna Wood and Mary Clancy an option on the privilege of serving 
midnight lunch in the elevator. 

Dot Adams leaves her role of Petruchio's Katherine to Bea Smith, whose C\ rano 
was not sufficiently demonstrative. 

Mary Barrett blesses Kathleen McDermott with her nonchalance in Chemistry Lab. 

Helen Begley surrenders her interest in wireless to Kay Mungiven. Whether love 
songs or just "Greetings", they're universally interesting. 

Kay Brophy leaves Dot Dowd exclusive editorship of the Scandal Sheets; make it 
subtle, but see they get it! 

Rosalie Carroll leaves her voice for the furtherance of harmon}' in the Glee Club. 

Helen Collins leaves her interest in a certain Glee Club to Bobbie Hughes, thousjh 
we can't say Bobbie needs any added interest. 

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Peg Collins leaves one overgrown, unmarked table napkin to any kind soul who 
may feel moved to carry crackers on a visit to the sick. 

Mary Coughlin leaves her place as clarinetist in the orchestra to the first one making 
application on Graduation morning. 

Jean Cullen donates her dramatic ahilit)', voice-inflections, and gestiu'es to be added 
to Catherine Gannon's present collection. 

Viola Daudelin leaves Margaret Berger her arguments for certain socialistic views. 

Grace Flanagan leaves her four-year-old example of steady attendance at Crusader 
activities to Mickey Murray, who alreadj- has a sjood two-year start. 

Hazel Ford leaves to the business manager of 1934's year book, her condolences, 
and a long list of those who may have risen above the depression by next year. 

Margaret Gallivan leaves the memory of her dignity for the edification of many 
who seem to stand in need of it. If you are as dignified as you are capable of being, well 
and good; but if you are not, see that you improve next semester. 

The Hallein sisters leave the knowledge they gained at cooking school to the 
Manning twins, so that whenever the twins feel inclined to settle down there'll be 
nothing to delay them. 

Shorty Hearn wills her faithfulness in doing fifty or sixty lines a day (not transla- 
tion!) to Eileen Larkin. 

Eleanor Lambert donates her original notes on "Philosophy of History" and "Lit. 
Appreciation" to someone who can decipher hieroglyphics. 

Mary Maher leaves the frequency of her "specials" and the welcomed appearances 
of her "laundry" case to Clare Dugan. 

Margie Maloney leaves a horse to all Latin students with a pamphlet explaining 
the proper management. 

Mary McDonough leaves to any chairman of any bridge party her naVvete in 
overcoming such a lack as that of tea pots by simply requesting cof?ee pots. 

Claire McLaughlin leaves her talent for caricature to the highest bidder in any back 
row. Verbum sapienti sujficit; it is priceless! 

Eileen Sullivan leaves to some serious philosoph)' student her knack of making her 
overtones overheard. 

Gert Walsh wishes to bestow upon Gert Flannery the Nobel Prize for advancement 
in science. 

Ruth Walsh leaves a "realism in portraiture" study of herself to Pat Collins to show 

Let It he knoivn that this is the last Will and Testament of the Senior Class. In 
Witness Whereof I have hereunto set my hand and seal in my residence at O'Leary 
Hall in this month of May in the year one thousand nine hundred and thirty-three. 

Dorothy K. Fleming. 

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The Junior Class 

President: Grace Collins 
Vice-President : Gertri'de Flannery 
Secretary: Mary Lynn 
Treasurer: Eileen Larkin 

Three years ago there knocked at our portals a class with a personality all its own. 
This class represents the fundamentals that most of us seek in a friend — quiet 
dependability, conservatism, and a depth of restfulness that serves as a refuge from the 
harried much-ado-about-nothingness of modernism. Such is the Junior Class! And 
yet, these Juniors have accomplished things while pursuing the even tenor of their 
way — one of them has twice captured first honors in the Elocution Contest — their 
basketball team is nothing les? than formidable — the pianist of the Glee CUib and 
Orchestra is a Junior. 

And the Junior Prom! The smallest class here — the first class to face the problem 
of a Prom in the Gym — and yet, on the morning after, the universal comment, "the 
nicest Prom ever!" From the bottom of our hearts we pay them ungrudging tribute 
for giving us that night of nights — for the undaunted way in which they met and 
surmounted their first truly big obstacle. 

It is not strange that the Junior Class is small — for are not all valuable things rare 
and limited? It is nice to know, as we leave, that we can toss the torch to these Juniors, 
for we can be sure that the)' will catch it and, holding it high, will carry o.n. 


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Junior Direcftory 

Margaret Berger 
Beacon, N. Y. 

Mary Clancy 


Grace Collins 

Patricia Collins 

Gertrude Flannery 

Claudia Fleming 

Florence P'ortin 

Catherine Gannon 

Alice Hanan 

Eileen Larkin 

Mary Lynn 

Marjorie McJManus 

Clara Moynahan 

Rose O'Keefe 
Turners Falls 

Eleanor Peck 
West Springfield 

Beatrice Smith 

Eileen Smith 

Mary Sullivan 
North Brookfield 

Edna Wood 
East Springfield 

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The Sophomore Class 

President: Frances 
I'icc-Prcsidcut : Katiierixe McDonouch 
Treasurer: Rita O'Dea 
Sceretarx: Grace Kaley 

You must forgive us if we enthuse a bit about the Sophomores, for they're our Sister 
Class — and we can say that with pride. Enterprising, up and coming, and original are 
a few of their attributes, and to this we add loyalty, generosity and an unfailing 
willingness to help. When you encounter something new, different and unusual, it's 
pretty safe to say the Sophomores are behind it. Drama, debate, elocution, literature, 
the sciences, basketball, no matter what the field, the Sophomores are there one hundred 
per cent! If a project requires backing, the Sophomores are among the first — if there 
are endless tedious little tasks, you can count on the Sophomores to make light work 
of them. 

Ever since they took their place in our ancestral halls, they have made their presence 
felt — by making parties gayer, by swelling the numbers of the orchestra, by placing 
entries in the Elocution Contest and by being simply and naturally likeable. 

They romped their way through a colorful Freshman Year and came back in 
September, eager and resourcefid as ever. We believe our Sister Class to be destined 
for great things and so it gives us genuine pleasure to wish them the best of luck. 

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Sophomore Directory 

Doris Clement 


Catherine Conaty 

]\Iary Cook 
Brunswick. X. J. 

Dorothy Dowd 


Clare Dugan 

]\Iildred Erickson 

Gertrude Fish 

Celia Ford 

jMary Galway 
Bellows Falls 

Mary Gielin 

Irene Glista 

Ruth Grady 

Frances Hardiman 


Elm EDA Harty 

Mary Houlihan 

F. Barbara Hughes 


Grace Kaley 

Elizabeth Kelleher 

]\Iary King 

Katherine AIcDonough 

Rita McInnis 

Anna AIcLellan 

Alice Moline 

Kathleen Mungiven 

^Iargaret Murray 

Rita O'Dea 

Stella Shaughness 
Jamaica, X. Y. 

^Iary Louise Smith 

Xew Britain 

Julia Toole 


Margaret Waltz 

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The Freshman Class 

President: Alice Donellan 
Vice-President: Vivian ne Wallace 
Treasurer: Kathleen O'Leary 
Secretary: Mary Murphy 

A WEE bit uncertain — a trifle bewildered, ever so anxious to please, and duly respectful 
to the "grave Old Seniors" — thus the Class of '36 slipped in — the largest class we've 
known }'et — a class of tastes, types and talents as diversified as the entourage of the 
Pied Piper — a class at once sophisticated and naive! And poise! Well! When they 
began to appear before us in assemblies, Oral Expression, etc., their self-possession and 
ease made us hearken back blushingly to our own shy and gauche Freshman da\'s. 

Their worth was soon evident, and at Thanksgiving time they won our genuine 
respect when they quietly engineered a splendid act of charity — without self-vaunting 
or advertising. 

In all things they have been ready and willing; religiously, scholastically, and socially, 
they have responded to the demands of their first year with admirable grace and 
convincing success. 

Such a melange of joie de vivre and unselfishness is prophetic of success for this jolly 
class, and we certainly wish them an abundance of it. 

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Freshman Directory 

Bertice M. Andrews 
Sarah B. Beebe 

Rita Buckley 

]\Iargaret AI. Canavan 
West Springfield 
jMary a. Clifford 
Elizabeth P. Coxway 
Dorothy R. Cruze 

Alice Donellan 
Margaret Driscoll 

Elizabeth AI. Fitzpatrick 
Mary E. Foley 


Philomexe a. Gagxe 
AIadelixe E. Garvey 
Chicopee Falls 
jMary Rita Gorman 
Claire Gregory 
Rita Griffin 
Ri:th Haxan 

AxTsW M. Haran 

]\Iary Harrixgton 

Rita J. Healey 

Dorothy A. Lxxas 
jMary E. Mankixg 

Muriel T. Maxxixg 
Marian McCrackex 

Kathleen McDermott 
Margaret M. AIurphy 
Mary E. Murphy 


Katiileex L. O'Leary 

Margaret M. O'^L-xlley 
Kathleen O'Neill 
Jeannette Preu 
Ruth P. Ouinn 


M. Janet Rogan 


Frances M. Simonick 
Helen C. Stone 

Cecilia M. Sullivan 

X'lviANNE E. Wallace 

Indian Orchard 
AIargaret Walsh 

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Philosophy Clubs 

One of the privileges of being a Junior was the right to have a Metaphysical Club, 
under the direction of our Philosophy Professor. Eleanor Lambert was chosen 
President; Dorothy Adams, Vice-President, and Dorothy Fleming, Secretary. Club 
activities consisted for the most part in circles on the various theses in Cosmology, 
Psychology and Natural Theology, and of papers on contemporary philosophers. Our 
banner day was the feast of St. Thomas Aquinas, March yth, which was the occasion 
of the Philosophy assembly. We listened with due respect to the learned disquisitions 
of the Seniors on Catholic Action, but we waited tensely for our turn. Finally our 
Reverend Vice-President selected the thesis on Miracles and gave the Juniors their 
chance. We were thrilled with the results; Dorothy Adams gently, but very firmly, 
defended the thesis against Eleanor Lambert's vivacious and strenuous objections. 
When she had "satisfactorily answered Miss Lambert's objections", Doroth}' met and 
calmly refuted the adroit attack of our Reverend Vice-President. Truly it was a 
memorable day for '33. 

Swinging into the gay procession of our Senior Year, we formed our Catholic Action 
Club, wherein we found a source of delving deep into ethical and sociological principles. 
This year Eleanor Lambert was made President; Mary Barrett, Vice-President, and 
Viola Daudelin, Secretary. At the initial meeting, after the election of officers, our 
Reverend Director conducted a few psychological experiments to illustrate the principle 
which says that the functioning of a particular sense faculty is made more acute by 
simultaneously stimulating other sense faculties. Other meetings of the Catholic Action 
Club served to make us familiar with the contemporary Sociological and Ethical 
doctrines imparted in secular institutions, and to indicate the weaknesses and fallacies 
of these. We also learned the rudiments, value, application and necessity of Catholic 
Action in our own day. 

In the Annual Philosophy Assembly on March 7th, Eleanor Lambert gave a 
discourse on our deep-thinking patron, St. Thomas; Grace Flanagan explained at 
length the principles of the Psychological experiments which we encountered at our 
first meeting, and Helen Hearn tenaciously stormed Dorothy Adams' immutable 
defense of the thesis concerning the double effect. 

There is but a brief span of time left now before our final adieu to Philosophy and 
our Catholic Action Club. Standing on the threshold of leave-taking, we pause to 
express our high esteem of our Reverend Director and to acknowledge our indebtedness 
to him, who has taught his creed by living it, who has made profound things our daily 
bread with the simplicity of the truly great, who, with inestimable patience and tolerance, 
has led us along tangled highways to an appreciation of Catholic truth and living. There 
is genuine regret in '33's farewell to her worthy professor, her Reverend Director. 

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Dramatic Club 

President: Grace Flanagan 
Vice-President : Hazel Ford 
Secretary: Clara Moynahan 
Treasurer: Marcaret Collins 

This year has witnessed a steady ascent of the Thesbian heights on the part of the 
Dramatic Club, due ostensibly to the natural histrionic bent of the President, Miss 
Flanagan. She has done much to foster the activity of the society by portioning the work 
into separate imits, as, "The Play Shoppe", which selects and reviews current plays; 
"The Little Theatre Club", which treats of the technique of theatre appointments 
and stage arrangement; and "The Actresses of the Little Theatre", who present a 
play each month. Eleanor Lambert was chairman of "The Play Shoppe", Dorothy 
Fleming, chairman of "The Little Theatre Club", and Jean Cullen was chairman 
of "The Actresses of the Little Theatre". 

In viewing the historical aspect of the theatre from the early Grecian period to the 
present, some outstanding phases have been concretized. This review was initiated 
by an interesting consideration of the origin of the drama, accompanied by types of 
arsthetic dancing. The production of "Everyman" served to illustrate the medieval 
drama. Glimpses of the modern theatre were given through reviews and by presenta- 
tion of one-act plays, such as were utilized in the inter-class play contest. 

It was left for the Seniors to bring to the fore the work of the master dramatist, 
Shakespeare, in their presentation of "The Taming of The Shrew". The leading 
roles of Petruchio, the tamer, and Katharine, the Shrew, were taken by Jean Cullen 
and Dorothy Adams, respectively'. 
The rest of the cast follows: 

Baftisfa (Katharine's father) Eleanor Lambert 

Bianco (Katharine's sister) Margaret Collins 

Horfensio (Bianca's husband) Kathryn Brophy 

Music Master Mary Mahar 

Tailor Alice Hallein 

Servants to Baptista : 

BiondcUo Hazel Ford 

Pedro Helen Hearx 

Servants to Petruchio : 

Gntmio \"iola Daudelix 

Walter Helen Begley 

Nathaniel Alice Hallein 

Gregory Rosalie Carroll 

Gabriel Ruth Walsh 

Curtis, the housekeeper Mary ^[cDonough 

The successful production of this play was made possible by the tireless efforts of 
that possessor of innumerable talents, our Reverend Vice-President. In this matter as 
in all others — vital in our student lives — he has been on hand to give active, capable aid 
and direction, although it has cost him the sacrifice of many hours from his ever 
busy days. 

The dramatic work of all the year has been steered into a steadv and wise course 
by the knowing hand of our well-chosen Sister Director. 

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Glee Club and Orche^ra 

President: Viola Daudelin 
Vice-President : Catherine Gannon Librarian: Rosalie Carroll 

Secretary: Grace Flanagan Assistant Librarian: Rose O'Keefe 

Pianist: Margaret Berger 

This year, more than ever, have the Eurydicean aspirations of the Elms been 
realized. One of the earliest entertainments was a joint recital of the Glee Club and 
Orchestra, given to obtain money for new music. So charmed were we by their program 
that we were grateful to the monetary need that prompted that performance. 

Cooperating with their gifted director, both Glee Club and Orchestra have settled 
more firmly in the lofty niche destined for them at the Elms and scarcely a social event 
has been complete without their contribution. Especially lovely was the Christmas 
concert from the balcony, where voice and instrument throbbed with the Christmas 

Their number is limited, their quality rare, and their talent of that calibre which 
moved the poet to say: 

"When music sounds, gone is the earth I know, 
And all her lovely things even lovelier grow; 
Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees 
Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies." 

Their first public performance, given early in May before a large audience in 
Veritas Auditorium, proved an unqualified triumph. Vocal and instrumental numbers 
elicited the enthusiastic applause which demanded encores, and gave promise of many 
a success in the future that looms bright for our musical clubs. 

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The Athletic Association 

President: JMarjorie jMcJManus 
Vice-President : Mary Sullivan 
Secretary: Elizabeth Kelleher 
Treasurer: Margaret Mi-rray 

This association hinges naturally and fitting]}' on the functions of the gymnasium 
classes. A busy season on our unsurpassed floor culminates in the sponsoring of an 
inter-class basketball tournament, the proceeds of which are devoted to defraying the 
expenses of a banquet at the end of the year. Because athletics are not allowed to 
interfere with studies, basketball at the "Elms" is hampered a bit by the impossibilitv 
of frequent practice which turns out 01)mpic stars. However, such difficulties are 
rendered trivial by the capability of our instructor and coach, whose fine sportsmanship, 
patience, and faculty for accomplishing much from limited material, in a limited time, 
have gained her the luianimour- rating of an able, fair-minded leader and a genuine 
champion of clean sports. 

Spring and fall find the student body active on the tennis courts, and in the "great 
outdoors" of a spacious campus. Indoor and outdoor quests of recreation, health and 
happiness end in an annual banquet at which winners and losers meet in a final roiuid 
of pleasure; bumps and bruises become pleasant memories, and, over a bounteous 
board, all agree that the best man won. 

Never was the gym gayer than on the occasion of the Athletic Association banquet 
last year, and thus we are all looking forward to it, as one of the high-lights of this 
year's, and every year's. Commencement season. 

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M. J. B. Debating Club 

President: Jeax Cullex 
f'iee-Presideiif : Hazel Ford 
Secretary: Kathleen Mungiven 

The endless controversies going to waste on the campus seemed to demand that 
something be done about it. Hence was born the child of flint and tinder, the Debating 
Club. Jean Cullen was chosen President and has succeeded in making the brief career 
of the Club one that demands recognition. Meetings have been bi-monthly and have 
featured alternately the discussion of current events and formal debates. 

An interesting inter-class debate tournament was arranged in which the Sophomores, 
taking the negative of the question of establishing the five-day labor week, defeated the 
Freshmen, and the Seniors, supporting the negative of a six-year presidential term 
without re-election, were victorious over the Juniors. In the finals, the Sophomores 
and Seniors debated on the abolition of capital punishment. 

The commendable debut of this organization seems a fingerpost to wide vistas of 
accomplishment in years to come, and may be attributed largely to the understanding 
C()(")pe ration of our Sister Director, with whom it is a distinct pleasure to work. The 
closing debate was closely and brilliantly contested. The verdict of the faculty awarded 
victory to the Senior speakers, whose logic proved more potent than the sparkling 
oratory of the Sophomores. This inter-class competition aroused such interest that it 
has obviously come to sta}'. In its intrf)duction, '33 modestly claims to be major pars. 

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Le Cercle Francais 


President: Rosalie Carroll 
I'ice-Prcs'uicnt : Eleanor Lambert 
Secretary: Helen Beglev 
Treasurer : Grace Flanagan 

Though not of Gargantuan proportions, Le Cercle Francais is a valiant little club 
that holds promise of something fine in the near future; and that has a record of 
outstanding accomplishments behind it. A paucity of time this year has limited its scope 
of activity, but the regular meetings are valuable h'lstoire de farler, and what is more 
practical than a fluent command of the language itself? 

Progress in speaking and interpreting cette belle langue was made manifest by the 
Sophomore initiation stunt which was the performance of the play, "L^ Demande en 
Mnriage" y by Henri Bordeaux. The young actresses handled the play so well as to 
merit much commendation and to let it be said of them, Chacmie a deux langues, la 
sienne et le jrancais. 

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El Circulo Espanol 

Prcsidcnt: Eleanor 1-ambert 
]'icc-Prcsuicnt : Claudia Flemixg 
Secretary: Kathryn liROPHV 

The versatile Sister Director of the French Club also presides over the Spanish CUib, 
and with equal competence. We find in the Spanish Club those who seek to draw from 
the cadenced Spanish tongue, a richness and depth of culture. The Spanish assembly 
was ample proof that these students are on the right trail to find their pot of gold. 
In that assembly the young polyglots unfolded such a surprising command of the 
language and such a knowledge of the culture, art, and customs of the Spanish people, 
that one might even suspect them of Castilian ancestry. 

Credit is due those who have had the wisdom to follow this golden road, and double 
credit is due the one who can train them to a pliable use of that tongue, instead of the 
American jargon. 

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Blessed Virgin Mary Sodality 

Prefect: ]\Iafy McDonough 
Vice-Prefect: Grace Collins 
Secretary: Grace Kaley 
Treasurer: Mary Barrett 

Stirred to enthusiasm by the resourcefulness and example of our Reverend Director 
and Chaplain, our Sodality, "the official organ for Catholic Action", has steadily 
aggrandized and become a vital force in our school. Placing its destiny in the hands 
of the above-mentioned officers was a wise step, for they have given ample proof of 
their energy, efficiency and ability to accomplish. 

Not only is the Sodality potent and active, but it is likewise a compact and well- 
organized society. In addition to the officers, there are four committees whose duty 
it is to superintend the Eucharistic, Mission, Literary and Social units of the Sodality. 
Eleanor Lambert, Alice Hanon, Mary Mahar and Jean Cullen are the respective 
chairmen of these committees. The four officers and these chairmen constitute the 
General Council of the Sodality which deliberates on matters of import, and in 
particular passes on the eligibility of candidates to be received at the Solemn Reception 
on May Day. 

A very complete plan of activity was outlined for the year, including four major 
meetings, preceded by small socials, a weekly meeting every Friday, alternately activity 
and spiritual meetings, a few special features, four major socials and the Solemn 
Reception in May. The bi-monthly spiritual meetings are conducted in Chapel by our 
Sister Moderator and consist in reciting the Little Office, singing hymns, and receiving 
a brief practical instruction. The bi-monthly activity meetings are taken care of 
by the four committees who, in their turn, present at least three informative and 
interesting programs a year. The major meetings are occasions on which some visiting 
priest addresses us in chapel. The socials which precede these meetings have become, 
under Jean CuUen's chairmanship, a source of genuine pleasure. 

To the Sodality we owe four of our nicest parties: The Silver Bridge, the Christmas 
Tree at the Christmas Party, the Mother-Daughter Tea, and the Easter Social. 

Unlimited credit is due the inspiration and vision of our Reverend Director, the 
steady guidance and zeal of our Sister Moderator, and the competence and whole- 
hearted leadership of Mary McDonough, our Prefect; for these combined forces have 
been vitally responsible for the multiple successes of the Sodality. In particular are 
we grateful to our Reverend Director for his sagacious leadership. Wisely he has given 
us on every occasion ample opportunity for using our initiative and executive ability, 
and yet he has ever been in readiness to lend us his assistance and better judgment in 
matters which required a more experienced mind than the students'. His policy has 
done much to develop the spirit of cooperative activity which has contributed to the 
steady rise of the Sodality. 

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The Junior Prom 

General Cliainiiaii: Gertrude Hallein 

E.v-Officio: Dorothy K. Fleming 
Music: Helen Begley Patrons: Margaret Gallivan 

Tickets and Publicity: Ruth Walsh Supper: Grace Flanagan 

Decorations and Programs : Mary F. Mahar 

Outside it stormed and sleeted and snowed! Inside, Ernie Andrews and his band 
filled the auditorium with tantalizing melod}-, while youth caught the rhythmic swa) 
in an unpatterned kaleidescope. At the midnight hour, the marble stairs melted into 
a surge of color as the "gay procession" sought the scene of the banquet. The challenge 
of crimson — the scintillation of silver — thus '33 stood tiptoe in the social whirl, that 
night of lingering memories. 

The Senior Prom 

General Chairman: Claire P. McLaughlin 

Ex-Officio: Dorothy K. Fleming 
Music: Margaret Collins Decorations: Rosalie Carroll 

Tickets: Eleanor Lambert Patrons and Publicity: Grace Flanagan 

Supper: Gertrude Hallein 

Remembering our Junior Prom, counting on those chosen to engineer this one, and 
having learned from the Juniors, the passive potency of the gym, we are looking for- 
ward to the Senior Prom with high hopes. It will be our social adieu to the Elms 
and may it vibrate as a pleasant final note in our four-year symphony! 

The Silver Bridge 

PROViNc; that she merited her post as Prefect, Mary Mc- 
Donough inaugurated the Social season of the Sodality with 
this splendid party, which was so thoroughly enjoyable. The 
gym was transformed with flowers and palms, and there the many 
guests whiled away a pleasant afternoon at bridge. After the plac- 
ing, tea and pastries were served while the orchestra entertained 
with several selections. Our Reverend Director addressed a few 
gracious words to the guests and then announced the winner of 
the door-prize, which was a lovely silver sugar and creamer set. 

It was a mark of triumph for us to see a party conducted with 
the grace and dignity becoming young collegians, and it was a 
distinct encouragement for many future plans. 

Elms' Night 

IN a Hallowe'en atmosphere of orange and black with an eerie 
skeleton dangling menacingly in our midst, the three upper 
classes tendered official welcome to the Freshmen. The party 
began in the refectory where candles flickered dimly, and all 
valiant]}' devoured the grimacing orange sherbet cats that stalked 
in for dessert. 

Then we adjourned to the rakishly decked gym and made 
merry over a novel program of stunts, games and dancing. So high 
was the revelry that even Senior dignity was lost and not regained 
until the fatal witching hour sent us scampering to our beds. 

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The Chri^mas Party 

VENii E ADOREMUs" — drifting down to us from the balcony above 
the rotunda, came the sweet strains of Christmas carols soaring 
clear on young voices, quivering high on violin strings. It was the 
annual Christmas concert of our musical clubs and the Sodality 
Christmas tree. Margaret Collins was chairman. It was a happy party, 
complete in every detail — we had a tree, lofty, lighted, and tinseled, 
gay-ribboned packages, a jolly Santa Claus in the person of Viola 
Daiidelin who distributed gifts and slighted no one^ — and a dainty 
collation by candlelight. What a jolly prelude to our holidays! 

The Glee Club and Orchestra outdid themselves in furnishing a 
lovely musical program, which carried with it more than a hint of that 
first "midnight clear". We are indebted greatly to our musical clubs 
and our Sodality for another treasured memory. 

Mother-Daughter Tea 

ANOTHER spray in the Sodality's crown of laurels was the Mother- 
Daughter Tea held Saturday, February the i8th, under Jean 
Cullen's chairmanship. This delightful rendezvous did much to 
promote a splendid feeling among the mothers and friends of the girls, 
giving them an opportunity to meet on a ground of common interests. 

The party was held in the Assembly and the adjoining classroom, 
gaily decked in flowers and "Mother" verses. Progressive bridge was 
played for a short time — then the guests adjourned to Veritas Auditorium 
for a brief entertainment, consisting of a one-act play: "Joint Owners in 
Spain", two songs, "My Mom" and " 'M' is for the Million Things" 
by Rosalie Carroll, and a recitation: "The Trimmin's of the Rosary" 
by Margaret Collins. At the close of this the guests returned to the class- 
rooms where they were served with tea and dainty sandwiches and cakes. 
The party drifted to an end with a most desirable leisurely geniality. 

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Ea^er Bridge 

EXUDING the spirit of warm spring days, the Easter Bridge, in a 
setting of dainty decorations procured through the efforts of Our 
Reverend Director, marked a pretty conclusion to the Sodah'ty 
Socials. To Hazel Ford goes the credit of skillfully managing this party. 
A novel idea was the using of attractively potted plants for centerpieces 
and table prizes. The flower motif was evidenced in the exquisite bouquet, 
which was the door-prize, in the gay little place cards and even in the 
tempting ices which were served with cakes. The party was pervaded 
with an air of quiet enjoyment, somehow suggestive of a pleasant after- 
noon in a lovely garden. 

The Annual Reception 

MAY 1 7 marked the annual reception into the Sodality, when 
twenty-seven Freshmen and one Sophomore were added to 
the ranks of Mary's Sodalists. The solemn pr(Kession, the 
de\()tional setting around our Mary altar, the impressive sermon, the 
formal enrolment, all contributed to make this the crowning event of 
our Sodalit)" }ear. 


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Elmata Staff Dirediory 

liditor-in-Chicf : Mary F. AIahar 
Associate Editors: Claire McLaughlin, Dorothy Adams, Dorothy Fleming, Jean Cullen 

Art Editor Humorous Editor Assistant Humorous Editor 

Claire McLaughlin Helen Collins Kathryn Brophy 

Business Manager Assistant Business Managers Picture Chairman 

Hazel Ford Ruth W alsh, Grace Flanagan Gertrude Walsh 

Class Historian 
Rosalie Carroll 

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Why a Class Book? 

CLA5S book! What a vista of retrospection, yes, and introspection, is opened 
up b)' these two words. And in the course of the multiple "spections" referred to, 
inevitably comes the query: Why a Class Book? Why, indeed! Everyone insists 
on having one — there would be wailing and gnashing of teeth if it were eliminated — 
and yet how many can answer, AVhy a Class Book? Propose the question, and behold! 
— the questioned one flounders, stutters, and probably mutters, "Why — why every 
other place has one!" — or "Well — so that we can look thru' it and recall our good 
times, and, and everything!" 

These are answers, we grant, Init are they sufficient r Consider the first — other places 
do have them, but why? Wh}- did they have them in the beginning, and why do they 
continue to have them, and why are class books so popular? The second reason isn't 
ample, for if it is simply a record of social events that we want, the office has such 
accounts in black and white — as for example: "October 28, Annual Elms Nite Recep- 
tion; Supper in the Refectory, Dancing in the Gym. Committees: Jane Smith, Betty 
Brown, etc." There is your record. Our student now roused, gives vent to her thoughts 
— "But who wants to remember things that way? How about the cute place cards, 
and the candles, and the sherbet cats and — ?" 

Ah, there \'ou are — the Rosetta stone, the keynote to the "why" of the Class Book. 
College days speed by on winged feet, and are gone before we know it. Perhaps we've 
been too busy to notice their passing, too engrossed to regret, but the day is coming 
when we will yearn to look back and recapture that "first fine careless rapture" of all 
that filled those days to brimming. For this yearning, no strait-laced record will do — 
no terse account suffices — we crave something more personal, more intimate, more 
representative of ourselves as a class. We turn to something creative — creative, that is 
the essence of the Class Book from cover to cover. What a galaxy of gay memories come 
drifting back as we read someone's own inimitable pen-sketch of the Christmas party or 
as we study another's caricature of the Glee Club — what bursting pride when we 
remember, our class did that, she was in our class, we sponsored that affair. That is one 
justification for the Class Book, but it is not levity and fim-making alone that give the 
Class Book an adequate reason for its existence. 

A Class Book, if truly representative of the class as a unit, embodies in it certain mute 
testimony of rare bits of talent, striking ability, originality, executive power. In an 
institution not yet boasting a periodical of any kind there is but limited opportunity for 
self-expression of a literary and artistic nature. True, there are frequent occasions 
for demonstrating powers of eloquence and dramatic skill — true also, however, that 
many become icy statues in Oral Expression. Their limited interpretative ability often 
makes comedy of tragedy or vice versa. And yet so often these very ones pour forth 
sensitive natures on paper, or strangely enough, can direct and organize, can arrange 
material, and can look the sternest merchant in the eye and persuade him that he just 

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can't go on without a full-page ad in the Class Book. To let such talents sleep, to 
allow such powers to remain inert, would be nothing short of criminal! 

Our concluding defense of a Class Book is essentially practical. Place a scene in a 
typical living-room in the home of a graduate. With apparent nonchalance but actual 
covert pride, the graduate, Betty, places her Class Book on the table. Visiting friends, 
Mr. and Mrs. X are shown the book — Mrs. X reads between the lines the story of a 
simple, clean wholesome four years, notes Betty's pride in her Alma Mater — her joy 
in remembering. Mr. X observes a well-organized book — concrete manifestations of 
practical knowledge; appraises the drawing, reflecting the while on his own daughter's 
aptitude in that line — glances at the ads, surprised that mere girls could get them from 
hard-fisted business men — closes the book and muses. Mr. and Mrs. X go home, 
and in discussing the matter of a College with their daughter, suggest Betty's Alma 
Mater. She demurs but consents to go and see Betty about it. The two pore over the 
Class Book, Betty amplifying and describing — September finds Margaret X enrolled 
at Betty's Alma Mater. Efficacious advertising? 

We scarcely wonder: "]Vhy a Class Book?" 

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'^Friendship is that h\ which the world is most 
blessed, and receives most good.'' 

J. Taylor 

The existence of a true friendship between two individuals is proof of the efficacy of 
the Golden Rule. As social beings, we naturally gravitate toward our fellow men. 
This innate craving for companionship is satisfied only by a sympathetic reception. 
But the sympathy of a moment means very little if we have no assurance of its con- 
tinuance. However, one of the most valuable and essential qualities of friendship, is 
the confidence which it engenders in one another. 

Although our independence is often maintained by heated argument, the cold 
reality is that we are dependent, sometimes pitiably, sometimes comically, upon others. 
If wholly reliant upon our own resources, perhaps a characterization would not always 
contain (oh thought to be abhorred! ) the sweet-sounding phrase: "of sterling qualities". 

If there were no friend to soothe ruffled plumage, we'd often be pretty sorry looking. 
And many a time gloom and old-man depression would claim us for their own, did not 
our friend put the sun back in the sky. A few kind words and a little attention, what 
wonders they can work! The graces and amenities, as exercised by a friend, are vital 
for self-respect and heart-ease. Aside from the invaluable help in our tremendously 
important affairs, the mere presence of a true friend keeps life gay and oh, so worth 
while ! 

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The Answer 

SHIMMERING Waters mirrored a silver moon enmeshed in the folds of a dusky sky 
where a handful of stars flung far and wide, flickered but were never dimmed. 
The waves gently lapped the sands with a haunting refrain, deepening the brood- 
ing silence. The night had enshrouded the world that stretched before me in a magic 
spell and had hemmed me in. 

A patch of grey moved phantom-like across the black curtain of the horizon, paused 
while the subtle witchery of the moonbeams etched the blurred outlines of a sail, then 
disappeared beyond the brink of the enchanted spot. A murky shadow rose and fell 
with the ebbing tide. I watched fascinated until, with a final swish, a piece of driftwood 
lay stranded at my feet. Ghostly sails that pass into the night or battered pieces of drift- 
wood washed up on the beach — is that all there is? I asked. The incessant splashing of 
the waves answered nothing. 

That vast, expectant silence was shattered by a dull throbbing. Out of the nowhere 
a mail-plane, eagle of the night, swiftly and surely blazed its trail through the blackness 
and in its unerring flight soared up to the moon. One second a silhouette, the next a 
flashing comet tracing its pathway across the heavens. 
"Then felt I like some watcher of the skies". 

Back into the nowhere, and the spell was broken. The tireless waves whispered low 
their answer. There is more to life than our failures like flotsam washed up on the 
shore and more than the shadowy forms of our lost dreams that fade into nothingness. 
There is winged hope which bears us far above these — hope whose taper gleams 
always and, 

''As darker grows the night 
Emits a brighter ray." 

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It would take Watteau's small brushes to depiA the 
exquisiteness of detail that goes to make up the person 
and personality of Dr. Paulding. Four consecutive years 
have found us eagerly awaiting his coming, for, once 
having met him, we recognized his Aerling worth. 
He is the essence of old school culture, the embodi- 
ment of manliness, and the maeftro in his held of 
interpretative dramatics. Through his command 
of language, his expository skill, and his his- 
trionic finesse, he has made us readl to 
plays designed for large ca^s, and com- 
plicated settings. Alone on a barren 
^age, he has made us shudder at 
Hamlet, roar at The Ejvals, 
grow tense over 'Rjchelieu, 
become startled at The 
School for Scandal. Joyce 
Kilmer, I think, has given 
us the be^ summary of 
such a man, 

"W/io did not gain, but was success." 

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spend all you have for loveliness 
Buy it and never count the cost." 

Youth with lifted face and shining eyes takes up the refrain eagerly, little realizing 
that "neath his buoyant feet there lies a world of small and petty things". Such a creed 
exacts too high a toll. Life has coin"age to give away, courage found in the rugjjed 
things of life — weather-beaten mountains; the giant forest oak, straight and tall; 
surging furious waters, tumbling over jagged rocks; the hiss of foam breaking against 
age-old granite cliffs. All these seem to act as strongholds against things transitory. 
The rising sun and the sun in its setting bring a fleeting exquisiteness, but it is soon gone 
leaving only a poignant longing. Louis Untermeyer must have understood something 
of this when lie said — 

"Hills you are strong^ and my burdens 
Are scattered like foam 
You have opened your deep-blue bosom 
A ?id taken me home — " 


Proms — soft lights and sweet music — mornings after — crushed gardenias — frosty 
mornings chapelward — with stars in the sky — sudden rifts of color in the East — 
breath-taking beauty in the West — the moon spilling silver on the chapel — flowers 
and tapers in the altar dusk — young voices lifted in song and prayer — spring — 
blue and white fleecy days — pink and white lazy days — magnolias — haw- 
thorne — the orchard — and apple blossoms — Christmas party — tinsel, 
color — sa?is souci — candlelight — cominjrs and goings of vacations — 

c ceo 

gabfests until the wee sma' hours — letters, day-dreams — reminis- 
cing — laughter — and tears — and friendship. 


I counted all my treasures out to-night, and I am rich; 
My wealth behold! 
The molten gold, 

Of endless sunsets, and of dandelions, 

The shimmering silver of the moon at night, 

The bright. 

Pure emerald of Spring grass. 
The rubied autum.n leaves that pass. 
The costly frankincense of flowers. 
The very pricelessness of hours 
I've spent with you! 

« 88 » 

e y ci 

enior s>canbal 

Accept no substitutes and pay no more than -0000 1 


Wed., Sat, and Sun. 

'^Society Sally 
Says — " 

1. College Cap and 
Gown Sunday 
was one of the 
outstanding so- 
cial events of 
the year — The 
uates proved 
that they really 
appreciate us as 
we deserve! 

2. New Britain was 
greatly honored, 
when Jean and 
Kay spent the 
"e X a m i n a- 

Coittinuttl (rn uppo-ite imi^e 

^No G)ver Charge^' 






I 1 :00 a.m. 

7:30 p.m. 
every day 

"The Martyrs 

Every Thursday 
after 1st period be- 
ware of the Span- 
ish students. Last 
Thursday they 
came into Philos- 
ophy Class all worn 
out — 

It seems that the 
back row had stood 
for plenty in the 
past period. The 
result was that five 
or six bad tempers 
were being d i s- 
played. The 
whole back row had 
to stand at the 
board doing verbs 
during the entire 
period, while the 
others looked on — 



Yesterday as We 
Were Coining 
From Class 

an accident oc- 
curred which has 
caused many, many 
iences since. 

The noted editor- 
in-chief of our 
Class Book, in dem- 

onstrating her abil- 
ity as a chorus girl 
— fell.'.' A few 
scratches and two 
or three broken 
bones were the re- 
sult. Well decorated 
by Ruth Walsh, 
Mary is now limp- 
ing around the 
campus. Yes! Mary 
loves roses — 
You're welcome! 


The high grad- 
ing of the Elms 
College was low- 
ered last nite when 

''Believe It or Not'' 

Kindly be seated before you 
read the following as we haven't 
any smelling salts! 

Dot Fleming STARTED ("just 
started") her French for Satur- 
day, last Wednesday and the same 
person was "ready" when that 
certain "friend of the family" ar- 
rived on Sunday morning. 

Just another one of those New 
Year's Resolutions. 

Shorty and Marge, 
two of our most 
dignified Seniors, 
did not return to 
their nite abodes 
until after the fa- 
tal hour of TEN. 

"/( ill behooves 
the rest of us 

To talk about the 
rest of ns." 

But! the courage 
of those two ! ! 

Lost and Found 

1. Dot Adams lost out 
this year when that 
usual "Purple Cow" 
did not arrive. De- 
pression again — huh ? 

More Lost and Found ads 
on cpposite pjge 

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"Society Sally 

Continued from opposite page 

tion recess" 
down there. 

3. The coming Jun- 
ior Prom will be 
a success with 
so many of the 
Seniors attend- 
ing! We are all 
looking forward 
to it "avec joie." 

4. Could Eleanor 
Lambert go for 
a Doctor? It 
seems that she 
has been for the 
last 3 weeks. 

5. Helen Hearn 
spent the week- 
end in Holyoke. 
Exams are trials 
especially when 
"he" is taking 
them. No won- 
der Shorty is go- 
ing around in 





Dorothy Flem- 
ing was found 
dead in her bed 
today. In her 
tightly clutched 
hand was her 
"F r a n c o i s." 
Suspicion turns 
toward anyone 
who hates col- 
lege grinds! 
Helen Hearn 
quietly passed 
out when she 
lacked her daily 
letter today. 
Marjorie Ma- 
le n e y blushed 
herself into an 
early grave late 
t o n i t e. She 
leaves us dear 
old Colonel and 
her two torn 
collars. Kind of 
M a r g e, wasn't 
it? We shall al- 
ways prize those 
bequests of hers 
because she was 
always so proud 
to own all three. 
Peg Collins and 
Kay B r o p h y 
dropped dead 
when the Pres. 
of the Debating 
Club acquainted 
them with the 
fact that M. 
Mahar and D. 
Fleming won the 
debate yester- 
dav ! 

Lost and Found 

Female Wants 

Continued from opposite page 

2. LOST— Argo Starch. 
Finder return to Peg 
Collins. Have pity on 
the limp collars that 
now adorn her neck. 

3. Dot Fleming lost her 
wave — try to find it I I 

4. FOUND— A ticket to 
North Borneo — come 
and collect it Viola ! 

5. FOUND — an Italian 
Grammar for Begin- 
ners — is it yours 
Jean ? 

6. LOST— A Chemistry 
Book from Sister's 
desk — We will be 
v^ry grateful if the 
finder will return it 
after the final exam ! 

N. B. to Seniors — 
You won't need it 
any longer ! 
N. B. to Sophs- 
Two years is a long 
time, better to give 
it in now or you'll 
be found out ! ! 

7. LOST — A green silk 
umbrella with stripes 
of a darker green. 
Finder please for- 
ward by Mother's 
Day. '34, to our vice- 
president ! Thanking 
you in advance. (The 
"Ed." I 

8. FOUND— By the di- 
rector of the Senior 
Class Play — A wood- 
en Indian ) folded 
arms and all I that 
used to stand in front 
of a cigar store ! 

9. FOUND — Three per- 
fect teachers by our 
Methods Professoress 
— and — all three in 
our Senior Class!!! 

10. FOUND — Important 
women on the cam- 
pjs — Three of the 
Seniors are taking 
doable roles in "The 
Taming of the 
Shrew". It's been 
rumored that "Kath- 
ryn" and "Petruchio" 
are furious ! Why ? ! 
The "others" will 
most certainly steal 
the play ! 

WANTED— a girl to 
put windows down on 
cold wintry mornings 
in the dorm. 

FOR RENT — Mary 
Greaney's old room to 
the suitable green 

WANTED — a no's less 
bell to be rung every 
morning at six-thirty. 


"To skip or not to skip 
That is a question !" 

"To flunk is human 
To pass divine !" 

"Too many classes 
Spoil the weekend !" 
(50 say we all ' 

"A cut a day 

Keeps Commencement 
(say> the Dean) 

"A book in the hand 
Is worth two in the 
(the Sages! 

"Cram before you weep" 
(the Optimist I 

"Study today 
And keep the 
awav !" 

(in English Class I 


"Ours not to question 
why — 
Ours but to strive — 
then — die !" 
(Esam Weeks t 

"In the Elms girl's 
youth — 
There is no such 
word as male !" 

"The written is better 
than the Oral." 

(Espetially Philosophy' 

"A word to the wise 
Begets a wise crack." 

"Be different 

In the right wieight." 
(Prom time I 

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Of Thee I Sing 

"Is that Religion?" 
"Drut7is in M\ Heart" 

"A nchors Aweigh" 
''Down on the Farm" 
"Piccolo Pete" 
"One Alone" 

"We Just Couldn't Say Good-bye" 

"Let's Have Another Cup of Co fee" 

"Here's Hoping" 

"Dancing in the Dark" 

"Yes Sir, That's My Baby" 

"The Voice in the Old Village Choir" 

"Were You Sincere" 

"Let's Put Out the Lights and Go to Sleep" 

"Red Headed Baby" 

"Rain! Rain! Go 'Away!" 

"Sweetheart of My Student Days" 

"Let's Have a Party" 

"How Much Do I Love You" 

"Let's Tr.y Again" 

"Just Friends" 

"Little by Little" 

"Sweethearts Forever" 

"Somebody Loves You" 

"I Guess I'll Have to Change My Plans" 

"On a Certain Sunday" 

"Gee But I Hate to Go Ho?7ie Alone" 

"My Time is Your Time" 

"Have You Forgotten?" 

"Pink Elephants" 

"W riting Love Letters in the Sand" 
"We're Dancing Together Again" 
"Alexander's Ragtime Band" 
"Would You Like to Take a Walk?" 
"Penthouse Serenade" 
"Yes We Have No Bananas" 
"What is Love?" 
"Bend Down Sister" 

"Y ou'llGet by with a T winkle in Your Eye" 

Eleanor Lambert 
Kathryn Brophy 
Margie Maloney 
Mary Mahar 
Jean Cullen 
Vacation Days 
Mae Coughlin 
Dorothy Fleming 
Gertrude Walsh 
After the prom 
Helen Hearn 
We all get positions 


Hazel Ford 
Rosalie Carroll 
During Exams 
In the Dorm 
Helen Collins 
Prom Night 
Margaret Collins 
Gertrude Hallein 

To get the Week-End 
Oh Yeah! 
Alice Hallein 
Grace Flanagan 
At Forest Park 
Margaret Gallivan 
Mary McDonough 
Your College Cap 
In the Dorm 
Dorothy Adams 
Helen Begley 
College Orchestra 
Claire McLaughlin 
Mary Barrett 
For breakfast 
Ruth Walsh 
Viola Daudelin 
Eileen Sullivan 
College Days 

« 92 » 

''Do You Remember?'' 

- Your bewilderment making out your first Horariiun? 

- The exploration tour of Chicopee Center (your effort to be incon- 
spicuous? ) 

The first mid-night orgie — the sumptuous repast- — -and Roe Carroll's 
headgear (always picking on Poor Roe!) aftermath a la alcove!!! 
By the way, whose party was that? 

How Peg Collins spent her October I2th week-end reading the Life 
of Columbus? ? ? 

— Oh, and the mock Wedding (Prophetic that! ! ! ) and the parade of the 
Mops and Brooms? and the Post Christmas Party (red socks and all) 
— the oft repeated "What will your little Great Barrington friends think 
of you?" 

— Balancing \()ur College Cap frostj' Freshman mornings? 
— Living through those first mid-years? 

— ^Vednesday noon French table and the sickly grins over the "Little 

'33ers on parade Mary McDonoughwards March 17— green collars 
and cuffs — Homeward march — funeral faces? — 

— Dot Adams' disillusionment St. Joseph's day Freshman year? 

— The Freshmen sall}-ing forth to the Holy Cross Concert? 

The old boardwalk route to class and those afternoon ALath classes (and 
that slide rule ! ) 

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"Will You Ever Forget?" 

— The picnic at F ran Fenton's Camp? 

— The "Family (Perkins) Life" Sophomore year and the hilarity in the Dining 

— Skating at Van Horn? 

— Exploring and explaining the new building? 

— Ante-Prom talk? "Whom are you taking?" "Are you getting a new gown?" 
"I'm dying to get a look at him." 

— Post-Prom conversation: "Good Heavens, I thought he was good-looking." 

— The effort to concentrate on mid-years with the Prom just ahead? 

— The Parapet Party? — Who was it that picked up (so gingerly) those empty 
tonic bottles, pickles, empty ice-cream boxes, etc? And who supervised? 

— The thrill of being taken for a Senioi' by the new Freshmen? 

— The contentment which went with — "just signing out"? 

—The low mumble of "Oh Yeah!"? 

— -The Post-Easter Ham Marathon? 

— The "Privileges of the Charter Class"? 

— The basketball toiu'nament (we beat the Seniors anyway) ? 

— The excitement of Commencement week toned down to the rh)'thm of the 
March from Aida? 

— The night before graduation when "the little brown bear, said, 'Woof "? 
— The Senior Ball and how we promised to write during the summer?? 
— The serious business of being Seniors? 

— Groaning under mid-years for the last time (consolation for the desolate) ? 
— The Senior Scandal Sheet? 

— Delightful reception "Cap and Gown" Sunday and the darling corsages — ? 

— The establishment of the 48-hour day? 

— Famous notice to editors — Wednesday is March ist? 

— "Taming the Shrew"? 

« 94 » 

Highlights from the Diary 
of Sir Gadalot 

Up and betimes tiiis a.m. Breakfasted at the Elms — bananas 
again! Phoned for my steed and cantered down to buy a 
paper — bumped into Percival on his way to Church — 
changed his mind for him and made him drive my nag home. 
Grabbed a taxi, went up to the Castle and picked up the Lady of 
Shalott for a tennis date. And has that Lily maid a racket- — ask me! 

Sent her back on the bus and went to lunch at Jackson's. Arthur 
came in with Gawain tagging behind — told me he had a conference 
on for the afternoon. I ups at once and called Guinevere. Went out 
to the Astolot Country Club with her — did i8 holes of golf with the 
Green Knight caddying — what fore? I don't know! Had tea at the 
19th hole. Tuned in on the Jousts — the Yanks were leading at the 
half — and Guin was just going to give me a bid to the Chivalry Prom 
— when in strolled Art — was my face redr 

— Dined alone — sauntered down to the Chink's and got my 
other armor back — rescued a damsel in distress, dropped her at the 
drawbridge — (she was a blonde). Stopped at Winky's for a hamburg 
— home then, 'cause I have to put two dragons on the spot to-morrow. 
And so to bed ! 

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II y Aurait un Miracle" si 

Mary Mahar didn't make at least two visits a day to our cafeteria! 
Peg Collins didn't get "the" letter every Wednesday and Saturday! 
Grace Flanagan hadn't prepared her lessons! 
Gert Walsh came hack and forth to class on the bus! 
Helen Begley hadn't seen the latest picture! 
Helen Collins didn't take Latin! 

Rosalie Carroll didn't always exclaim: "My Heavens!"! 
Mae Coughlin talked "a haute voix" (in class) ! 

Jean Cullen didn't have some boy friend to rave about after vacations! 
Hazel Ford did her F'rench on time! 

Dor Fleming didn't wait until the last second to do anything and every- 
thing ! 

Margaret Gallivan was minus "Jerry"! 

Mary McDonough had a temper! 

Dot Adams was sarcastic! 

Gert Hallein became melancholy! 

Helen Hearn didn't work hours over her letters! 

Claire McLaughlin loved to prepare her Spanish lessons! 

Marge Maloney chewed gum! 

Ruth \Valsh was serious! 

Eleanor Lambert wasn't in a hurry to get started on her lessons! 

Mary Barrett couldn't sell Christmas seals! 

Eileen Sullivan didn't bring up philosophical arguments! 

Viola Daudelin couldn't complete a jig-saw puzzle! 

Alice Hallein disagreed with Gert! 

Kay Brophy remained calm and cool before a prom! 

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"Ain't it the Truth? 

Class Colors 

Black and Blue 

Class Motto 

Cash and Carry 

Favorite cereal 


Favorite fruit 


Favorite drink 


Favorite song 

"O Lord Make us Free!" 

Most Talented 

One who can run while wearin: 

Happiest Moment 

10 P.M. 

Favorite pastime 

Choir rehearsal 

Most welcome ivords 

Mail's out! 

Most hated words 

You didn't get any! 

Most popular visitor 

The "Special— man ! " 

Favorite hang-out 

The "cafeteria" 

Favorite sport 

Answering the phone 

Most popular 

One whose laundry just came 

Favorite paper 

The "Scandal Sheet" 

Class pet 


Favorite show 

The Princess and the Plumber 

Sure cure for the blues 

Pep talks 

best sport 

Major Logic 

Biggest Prom Trotter 

General Ethics 

Most neglected 


Funniest breaks 

In the Lab. 

Favorite floiver 


Favorite books 

Blue books 


Those who are broke 

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"C'est la Vie!" 

"Tall, dark, and hayidiome — \es, m\ dear 
You'll jail for him, I have no fear 
Of course I know how you must feel 
But this Prince Charming is so real! — " 

All gowned, the evening of the Prom 
Our "Elma" sat to wait for "Tom" 
( That was the stunning hero's name ) 
She waited long — at last he came — 

How gatly tripped she down the stair — 
Her gaiets was soon despair I 
One fleeting glance she sent his wa\ 
And saw her idol's feet of clay — 

He didn't even reach her height 
His face was pimpled and a sight 
His hair was wild and flaming red 
And stood up straight upon his head. 

She sighed and went off to the dance 
Gone — oh so gone — her fair romance! 
She tells \ou all of this blind date — 
Take heed of it, before — too late! 


TUNE: "Alice-Blle Gown" 

In my sweet little Elms uniform 
When I first tvore it down into town 
I was both proud and shy 
As I felt every eye, 

And in every shop window I'd glance passing by. 

Then, in manner of fashion I'd frown 

And the world seemed to smile all around. 

Till it wilted I wore it, 

I'll alwa\s adore it. 

My sweet little Elms uniform. 

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Out of Bounds 

Once upon a midnight ttierr\, while we feasted still find wtiry, 
On the dainties, we had pilfered, b\ the score — 

While we ivhispered, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping 
As of someone gently? rapping, rapping on our chamber door — 
"To your beds!" somebody muttered ( — to our beds we madly tore! ) 

Ah distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December 

(For we^d had a quilt spread out upon the floor) 
What aivaited on the morrow? All in vain we sought to borrow, 

In our dreams, surcease of sorrow sorrow for the fate in store, — 

For the pedestal we sat on, in the happy days of yore — 

Gone from us, forevermore! 

Cash — or No Carry 

rhe window seat was crowded, the girls were on their knees. 
And someone softly murmured: "O, hurry Mister, please!" 
The girls hung out the window 
Aye, twehe of them or more 
A nd the special man came driving. 

Driving — Driving, 
And the special man came driving, up to the College door — 

A check, O Mister Matlmafi — or cash zvdl be all right 
For I must have the yellow gold before the morning light, 
My creditors press me sharply. 
They harry me thru the day 
I lay awake by moonlight — 

/ cannot sleep by moonlight — 
/ always think by moonlight of dues I ought to pay! 

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Trade Marks 

"Hold these, please, till I do up my hair". 

"I couldn't get the formula, but if I could — " 

"Have }()u heard that number — isn't it cuter" 

"What'll I do, Maryf" 

"Oh, I wasn't on that side, Father!" 

"My 'mothah's' coming Simday!" 

"Oh, no fooling: — isn't that mar-velousr" 

"Oh, \ou should hear Ann say — " 

"You can't get blood out of a stone." 

"The ink's in the top drawer — you ought to know by now' 

"O crinnps! I can't remember a word of it." 

"Yes, I'm almost read) !" 

"Oh, I was wild!" 

"What experiment are )'ou on now?" 

"I will if Gert will". 

"I'll have to think it over". 



'My land! I don't know a thing". 

'I suppose I'll have to write another 'touching' letter". 

'I wouldn't sa}' that!" 

'What say, honey r" 

'Oh, Mary! I can't draw an elm tree." 

'Yes, but. Father, I should think — " 

'And so to business!" 

'This isn't settins bread for Kate and the children". 

— Dot Adams. 
- — Mary Barrett. 
• — Helen Begley. 
— Kay Brophy. 
— Roe Carroll. 
— Peg Collins. 
— Helen Collins. 
— Mae Coughlin. 
— Jean Cullen. 
— Viola Daudelin. 
— Grace Flanagan. 
— Dot Fleming. 
— Hazel Ford. 
—Margaret Gallivan. 
— Alice Hallein. 
— Gert Hallein. 
— Helen Hearn. 
— Eleanor Lambert. 
— Mary Mahar. 
— Margie Maloney. 
— Mary McDonough. 
-Claire McLaughlin. 
— Eileen Sullivan. 
— Gert Walsh. 
— Ruth Walsh. 

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Friday, September 23. 

Dearest Mother and Dad : 

It's hard to believe that home-sick)iess could mar z^'hat othern'ise ifoii/t/ be so f>erfect. but 
that's idiat it has done for me. I miss you both so that I can hardly keep back the tears ii-hile 
I am zi'riting. but I'm going to try to control them and tell you a little of "college life", hozvercr 
short the time. After you left me Wednesday, I Zi'as introduced to some of the other frosh. 
and ez er since, we have been going about "inspecting" and trying hard to conceal our greenness. 
That's difficult though, especially in front of the upperclassmen zi'ho seem to enjoy zvatching 
us Zi'hile Zi'e discuss and exclaim at certain things. They akcays explain that things aren't zvlial 
thev seem or make some remark that dampens our spirits. They are friendly and very nice, 
tn spite of their cynicism. 

We have a large class and of course I do not knoz>.' all the girls as yet. but those I do knozy.' 
are great. The Faculty too are very kind and try to do all they can to help us. We're Zi.'ondering 
if they arc the same in class as out of class. Jl'c'll soon find out. 

9:30 and so to bed. 

Your loz-ing daughter. 


. . . . We are to get our quarterly marks tomorrozi:, and I am rather "worried, but again 
I think, zvhat zcill it matter ten years from today? I am almost certain that my Chemistry mark 
zcill be a "D", so don't say I didn't z<:arn you. You understand I cannot be e.rpcrted to "shine" 
in all subjects. Kay and I Zi'ent to Springfield yesterday and sazi.' a z-ery good shozi.'. We zvcnt 
"zi'indozc shopping" also .... 


. . . . have been looking around for a dress and discovered a cute one at B . yelloiv 

crepe, trimmed zji'ith green velvet. Only $ . Jintmie is taking the zi'eek-end and zve zi'ill be 

home some time Sat. a.m. Kay may come zinth me for the zL'eek-cnd — // she can get permission. 
You knozi' zvhat an easy thing that is. letters from home, letters to home, etc. Must dash doi.-n 
nozi' and send this out special delivery. 




to: MR. H. B. 



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Recipe for "Miss Thirt)' -Three" 


A large cup of Mary McDonongh's dependability — 

A dash of Gert Hallein's enthusiasm 

Two blue eyes like Peg Collins' 

Two dimples like Helen Collins' 

One flawless complexion like Mae Couglilin's 

One heaping teaspoonful of Eleanor Lambert's ambition 

Two drops of Eileen Sullivan's persistence 

One level teaspoonful of Grace Flanagan's calmness 

One-half cup of Mary Barrett's nonchalance 

One smile like Shorty Hearn's 

Two slices of Viola Daudelin's capability 

One large lump of Jean Cullen's stage presence 

One cup of Dot Fleming's witticisms, chopped fine 

One handful of Roe Carroll's willingness to help 

One and one-quarter cup of Margaret Gallivan's generosity 

All of Gert Walsh's popularity 

Ruth XA'alsli's enviable taste in clothes 

Sift these ingredients together three times and stir briskly — then fold in 
Hazel Ford's energy and add a pinch of Alice Hallein's pep — pour in a cup 
of Mary Mahar's versatility — stir in Helen Begley's ready laugh and season 
with Kay Brophy's vivacity. 

Sweeten the whole with Dot Adam's disposition — cook in heat of Marge 
Maloney's blush — When done, set to cool in Claire McLaughlin's sophis- 
tication . 

Pour into an Elms Uniform — 
Garnish with a white collar and cuffs — 
Serve in cubes — . 

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Hush now! 

The lyriA gently frets the brings, 

And softly ends our song : — he sings 

The closing measures in a minor key 

That echoes on in wiftful reverie — 

Now soft he sings, and slow, now swift and clear. 

Of small remembered things that we hold dear, 

Then, blending all the notes in careless throng, 

He sings a dim finale to our song! 

and Godspeed 


The Class of 

of tfje Visiter Clasisi 




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